Aida Hashemi

I think the man who shall not be named is getting married within the next couple of years. He’s seeing someone, and wow—they look really happy. I’m genuinely happy for them. At the same time, I’ve been wanting to reach out to him to say congratulations and to apologize again for my past behavior. But the right thing to do is to say nothing, no matter how much I want to. This is how people’s lives get ruined—when a third party tempts someone to cheat. I would absolutely never cheat, but the only reason I want to reach out is because of  my  feelings, and that alone means I shouldn’t. There’s no good outcome: I could get rejected. I wouldn’t get rejected, but his girlfriend’s heart would be broken. He could lead both of us on and cheat in some capacity. Every possible outcome is bad, so I won’t say a word—no matter how badly I want to. UGH. It can be so hard to do the right thing. But I know it will be rewarding in the future.

 From now on, I’m keeping my guard up and not sharing my personal life with just anyone. I really thought I could trust certain people and considered them friends, but now I’m realizing they’re more like acquaintances. I’d rather share personal things with my YouTube subscribers and my blog. It sounds weird, but some people in real life can be so judgmental in your face, and it just feels different online. I actually prefer the judgment online—and honestly, I love how many kind supporters there are out there.

He was in the foyer for about 15–20 minutes, and I tried to savor the moment. But I’m not going to talk to him.  1. He doesn't like me 2. He’s going to BYU soon  3. He wants someone who’s 5'10" (which is totally understandable) I’ve always liked taller guys too, and there’s nothing wrong with having preferences. For me, it’s mainly because I find it more attractive, and it makes things like eating more and maintaining weight easier (genes I’d want for my kids).

It took just one look at a 6’2”, blonde, baby-faced guy, and I can finally say I’m healed. My ex now feels like a stranger, and I have no desire to see him again. I can’t believe that was all I needed. Yay! It feels amazing to live again without constantly thinking about someone who hurt me so badly. 11.17.25

I'm very sorry, but the cutest guys in the world are brothers. It feels strange to say, but it was love at first sight for both of them—first on April ~20th, 2024, and now on November 17th, 2025. They’re blessed with great genetics. Good for them!

I have a friend at church that I will always love. It’s like the first day I saw him, around April 20th, 2024—everything felt new and unforgettable. Today, I saw him again during sacrament, passing out bread and water, and it felt like nothing has changed. Every time I see him, I fall in love all over again. It’s making me see attraction and love differently. Physical attraction may be innate, but it’s the personality that either strengthens or weakens that initial pull. Because of his enduring kindness and intelligence, my feelings for him remain constant. He represents true beauty—not just because he’s physically attractive, but because he’s kind, smart, and empathetic all at once. Seeing him also made me reflect on how much I hurt someone I claimed to care about. Of course, he may no longer see me in a good light. Even if I appear “pretty,” beauty can easily be overshadowed by a flawed personality. Breaking peace, safety, and trust can destroy any image of goodness or light. However...