Plain Jane Who?

He said: "I finally told her those words… For me, they were the hardest words someone could ever pronounce. I said, “I love you, girl.” Actually, my heart said it so loudly this time… and my tongue just followed. I don’t know if I regret it, though, or if I’m just scared of what’s coming next.. scared of the unknown. Whenever I think of her, I feel like my soul, heart and body are longing for her, as if I’ve known her forever. But my anxiety won’t let me live this special moment in peace. I find myself resisting these feelings, as if I need to protect myself from my own heart. I remember the first day I saw her. Somehow, I knew this girl was not just a stranger. She felt like… home after wandering, a beautiful rainbow after heavy rain, a cup of fresh water after a long day of fasting. Long story short, she walked into my life, said "Ciao" and suddenly I didn’t know if it is meant to be a  hello… or a goodbye."  ... Ya Allah, this kind of love.. 

     We're on the 8th of February, 2026… Yes, I waited a whole month to write again.      I can't tell if my heart is speaking French or English today… For some reason, I think I'll just go with English.      I've always been told that I write so well, that my writings are catchy and inspiring but why can't I see this talent that everyone else notices instantly?      I wonder if it's related to the fucking impostor syndrome… Or is it just the self-sabotage that has been making my life feel impossible lately?      Whenever I talk about myself or my achievements, I try at all costs to make it seem like it’s less than  nothing. I do not know why I always equate it with humility. Well, it’s no surprise, since I grew up being taught that complimenting or pointing out your own achievements and qualities is never credible. Let others judge if you are interesting, talented, beautiful or clever. I wish I had been...