A piece of my mind

وكمان اغنية لمسار إجباري عشان تمشي مع الموود العام وارجع تاني اقول لك ريحني الله يخليك عشان المركب تقدر تمشي بي وبيك ماتفوتنيش انا وحدي  افضل احايل فيك ماتخليش الدنيا تلعب بيا و بيك خلي شوية علي وشوية عليك

So I have a question for all you relationship experts out there. You see, I miss him (so very much to be honest). And I keep meeting all those people, like it's raining men (finally!). But no one is ever good enough. But then, I knew that he will be impossible to replace, and hence is why I walked out in the first place. But then again, one really has to move on, right? My question to you is: Is it normal? To not like anyone else? That no one feels the void? That I don't feel I'm me with him not being around? To keep comparing? To still feel my heart break every day he doesn't call (which is everyday but that's besides the point anyway)? To keep wishing for someone just like him except, well, there (for a change)? Is it normal? I mean, that's rebound/getting over someone, right? Everyone goes through this and I'll be fine in a few months (or hopefully weeks), right? I will stop feeling the emptiness, right? My heart will not break everyday, right? O

رغم ان النسخة الأصلية بصوت سيد درويش رائعة، أنا بعشق نسخت مسار إجباري  أنا هويــــت وانتهيــــت                        وليه بقى لوم العــــــزول يحب إنى أقـــول ياريت                         الحـــب ده عنى يــــزول ما دمت انا بهجره ارتضيت                  خللى بقى اللى يقول يقول If you're reading this. If you actually still care enough to read this rubbish I write here ; or let me rephrase, if you are still curious or wonder whether I think of you or not. This songs reminds me of you, over and over again. You break my heart every single day.

I can not even start to describe how heart-warming it feels to receive a geniuene apology. Although 4 years overdue, but it had all the meanings I needed to hear. The weight that has been lifted off my chest is incredible, I thought one gets used to it, but the moment it is lifted off makes those 4 years worth the wait.  It actually also proves the enormous human capacity for forgiveness; I didn't know I had it in me.  Thank you!

Me! The sucker of the year... The world's biggest fool... The eternal idiot... All me! Allow me to explain As it turns out, men are tempted to fix things. You discuss something that's bothering you, for instance, and the thing they automatically do is: try to fix it. What if the problem is bigger or more complex than their capacity to fix? Like say global climate changes, economy of developing countries or the  lack of the pre-A funding in the entrepreneurial ecosystem in Cairo. Well, they try to fix you! They will try all sorts of fixing tips and tricks for you to deal better with the problem; patience, ego-boosting, look-at-the-bright-side and other famous textbook advice. The problem with me, is, I fall for it, i sadly misinterpret interest in the problem to interest in me as a person. The classic fool, I am! The one who opens up to the intellectuals, the do-ers, the acheivers, the ones with a can-do-and-have-done-attitude. These, are clearly, the fixers. They're never i