The year I turned pretty..

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2025 is the year I turned pretty.. 

I hate to admit that I had to fake it for years.. 
Until I finally made it in 2025.

    Until I decided to NOT let anyone dictate who I am or who I wanna be.
    Until I started accepting the way I think, the way I talk, the way I walk,... The way I am.

    Until I became the most genuine version of myself. No acting, no pretending.. Just me, the raw version of Hadjer, with an invisible note saying "Take it or leave it, bitch!"

    I admit that it was nothing like easy. There were times when I doubted (Still do doubt) every step I made, every word I said with my shaky voice, but I knew deep down that I had to go through all of those shitty moments to build my confidence, myself, my empire.

    I'm aware of how difficult and challenging this journey can be, but I'm also determined to get to the final beautiful destination. And most importantly I'm taking only my real people on board because like a wise man once said "The journey and the destination don't really matter. What truly matters is the company!" 

    A few years ago, I spent my time daydreaming about the big true love not knowing that I was my big true love. I mean, how is it even possible to love someone if you're unable to fully love your own self? And how is the person supposed to love a girl who doesn't really love herself? 

    So yeah, at first, I started loving myself in order to be able to love my significant other the right way, but ended up not caring that much about meeting him. I guess I just fell in love with myself in the process, while looking for love in other places. It was there.. With me.. During all of these years, but I was too blinded to clearly see it. 

    The moment that I came to realization that "Be yourself" shit isn't just a silly repetitive meaningless life mantra but a way of living, a way of being, I was freed, and could finally see my beauty.. 




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