Growing up sucks. Your friend isn’t really your friend and your enemy isn’t really your enemy. There is no such thing as opposites in my eyes, but rather disguises. You don’t really know someone till you’ve seen both their bad and good sides. And no one can really love you either, till they’ve seen both the good and bad. Because falling in love with someone who isn’t who they seem to be, tends to hurt more than heartbreak. For when growing up you begin to realise that there is no point in fairy tales, fantasising, reality starts to kick in.
A princess can never really be happy unless her stepsisters try to ruin her happiness and fit their big feet into a glass slipper, unfortunately not everyone can have pumpkins as carriages. I as a young teen have experienced haters, bullying, hardship, the whole lot. And only now have I learnt one of the many lessons of life; that the so called ‘popularity’ isn’t the ‘key to success’ but keeping the circle small, and not telling others about your dreams and ambitions keeps you much more happier. For only you know your goal and the mistakes that you make on the journey. Only you can pick yourself up when you’re feeling down.
Nevertheless, I am proud. Proud of where I am today and grateful for all the people that I am surrounded by. And they all know who they are. My lovers, my friends, my family and my supporters. I wouldn’t be where I am today if it weren’t for you guys, and I am forever grateful. I strive to make everyone happy In Shaa Allah (if Allah wills) and I only wish the best for everyone. May Allah keep all of us strong and help us attain our goals in life, and discard all the haters and negativity. May we all have Sabr (patience) when we fail, for verily with hardship, comes ease.