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IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT😶‍🌫️

Hey, can I tell you something?

You’re being too hard on yourself. I know you’ve been thinking, "It’s my fault. It’s because of me.”

Maybe you even read that quote:  

How can I blame the wind for the mess it made, if it was me who opened the door?

At first, it made sense—right?  

Yes, we make decisions. We open the doors. And we face the consequences of what follows.  

But then I read something that completely changed my perspective:  

How do I know it’s a wind? I thought it would be a gentle breeze. I thought it would be refreshing. I thought it would be relaxing. I thought it would calm me.

That hit differently.  

You see, we don’t open doors expecting storms. We open them with hope—hoping for peace, growth, healing, maybe just a little light.  

You had good intentions.  

And sometimes, things don’t go the way we imagined.  

That doesn’t mean it’s your fault.  

It means you’re human.  


People say, “Everything happens for a reason.” But sometimes, the reason remains unknown.  

We’re left with questions, emotions, and unexpected lessons that shape us in ways we never planned for.  


So please—don’t blame yourself for the wind.  

You were just trying to breathe.  


And now that the storm has come and gone—or maybe you’re still standing in it—  

You’ll come out stronger and Wiser.  

More careful with the doors you choose to open.  

Not out of fear,  

But out of love—for yourself.  


It’s not always about blaming the wind or blaming ourselves.  

Maybe it’s about standing in the middle of the mess and asking:  

What is this moment trying to teach me?




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