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When you finally propose to your crush​​ 🙂
07/09/2025

When you finally propose to your crush​​ 🙂

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07/09/2025

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The raw, unvarnished truth is this: never expect to get what you give, because not everyone has a heart like yours.This ...
07/08/2025

The raw, unvarnished truth is this: never expect to get what you give, because not everyone has a heart like yours.

This isn't a cynical statement; it's not about building walls to keep people out. It's about understanding the nature of the human heart. Some hearts are vast oceans, deep and teeming with life, capable of giving endlessly. Others are shallow streams, able to offer only what little they have. And many, through their own pain and struggles, are barren deserts. You cannot expect an ocean's worth of love from a desert; you will die of thirst waiting.

Learning this lesson was like learning to breathe again. I stopped measuring my worth by the reciprocity I received. I stopped feeling bitter when my grand gestures of love were met with indifference or taken for granted. My giving is not a contract; it is a reflection of who I am. Your giving is not a weakness; it is the purest testament to your strength.

Especially for the woman who is navigating it all on her own—the single mom, the woman in a new chapter of life, the one who feels invisible—your heart is your superpower. You, who can create a universe of love from a single spark of hope, who can be a sanctuary for others even when you're searching for your own, are the emotional bedrock for so many, and the world is better for it, whether it acknowledges it or not.

So protect that heart, not by closing it off, but by releasing the expectation that everyone you encounter will understand its depth. Give because it is your nature. Love because it is your gift. But do it for you. Fill your own cup first, so that you are pouring from the overflow, not from the dregs. Your resilience is beautiful, your spirit is powerful, and your heart is a rare and precious gift. Never forget that.

What have you learned about protecting your own heart while still keeping it open? Share your wisdom below—your story might be the lifeline someone else needs today.

I used to think moving on was about forgetting. For years, I held onto the ghost of a future I had planned down to the l...
07/08/2025

I used to think moving on was about forgetting. For years, I held onto the ghost of a future I had planned down to the last detail. It was a life I had built in my head, a version of myself I was convinced was the only one worth being. When it all fell apart, I didn’t just lose the dream; I felt like I had lost myself. I spent so much time replaying the highlight reels, analyzing the missteps, and trying to bargain with a past that had already closed its books. I thought if I just held on tighter, I could somehow keep it from fading away. But holding on wasn't preserving it; it was poisoning the present. It was like trying to breathe life into a statue while I was slowly turning to stone myself.

The real shift didn’t happen with a grand gesture. It happened quietly. It was the realization that moving on isn’t an act of erasure, but an act of integration. It’s not about pretending the pain or the love or the dream never existed. It’s about accepting that it did, and that it shaped you, but that it is no longer your destination. It’s carrying the lessons learned, the strength gained, and the love you gave, and deciding that you are more important than what you’ve lost. It’s about packing the wisdom, not the wreckage.

Your past is a part of your story, but it doesn’t get to write the ending. The strength you’ve shown just by surviving the shipwreck is incredible. But you were not made to live on that deserted island forever. You were made to navigate open seas, to discover new shores. You are allowed to let go of the anchor that is drowning you, even if you once called it treasure. You are allowed to build a new ship, right here, with the timber of experience and the sails of hope.

So I’ll ask you this, not to rush you, but to gently nudge the dreamer inside you: What is one thing, just one small thing, you can do this week to start building your new ship?

I spent years trying to teach someone how to water a garden they had no interest in. I'd hand them the watering can, poi...
07/07/2025

I spent years trying to teach someone how to water a garden they had no interest in. I'd hand them the watering can, point to the wilting leaves, and explain how vital the sun was. I celebrated every single drop they offered as if it were a monsoon, convincing myself that their meager effort was enough to sustain me. I learned the art of surviving in an emotional drought, becoming an expert at finding nourishment in parched soil. My love was a constant, hopeful prayer for rain. But you can't beg for rain. You can't negotiate with clouds. And you cannot, for the life of you, make someone see the value in a garden they are determined to let wither. The shift didn't happen with a dramatic storm; it was a quiet Tuesday morning. I was looking at my own two hands - the ones that had pleaded, gestured, and offered - and I realized they were calloused from holding a watering can that was never meant to be mine alone. In that silence, I understood the most profound and heartbreaking truth: you don't have to beg for what is freely and lovingly given. You don't have to audition for a role you were born to play in someone's life. If he loves you, he will show up, not because you sent a reminder, created a presentation on your needs, or circled a date on the calendar. He will show up with his own shovel, ready to dig into the messy, beautiful work of life with you. He'll notice the leaves are browning before you have to point it out. He won't see your garden - your heart, your dreams, your burdens - as a chore, but as a sanctuary he gets the privilege of tending to alongside you. Letting go of the need to beg was the moment I finally gave myself permission to bloom. My energy, once spent on pleading for affection, was redirected back into my own soil. It's lonely sometimes, tending to this life on my own. It's hard. But the peace that comes from no longer waiting for a miracle is its own kind of nourishment. You are the garden. You are the sun. And you are worthy of someone who knows that love isn't about being begged for water.

I know your eyes are fixed on the horizon, on the goal that still feels miles away. I know that inner critic is loud, re...
07/05/2025

I know your eyes are fixed on the horizon, on the goal that still feels miles away. I know that inner critic is loud, reminding you of all the things you haven't yet done. But today, I need you to look back. I need you to see the mountains you've already climbed. I need you to be proud of the person who kept going when they were tired, who chose hope when cynicism was easier, and who built something out of nothing. You are the sum of a thousand tiny, brave choices that no one else saw. The final destination is still out there, and you have the map to get there. But don't dare believe your journey has no meaning until it's over. Be proud of where you are right now. This strength, this resilience, this heart—it's your greatest achievement yet. You've earned this feeling. Rest in it.

Is he your boyfriend? 🤥
07/05/2025

Is he your boyfriend? 🤥

Caring for you isn't a duty; it's a privilege, a fundamental part of who I am now. It's in the quiet moments—the way I i...
07/04/2025

Caring for you isn't a duty; it's a privilege, a fundamental part of who I am now. It's in the quiet moments—the way I instinctively reach for your hand, the comfort of your head on my shoulder. It's in the big gestures, too: making sure your needs are met, your dreams are supported, and your heart feels safe. Your happiness is intrinsically linked to mine, and seeing you thrive—knowing I can contribute to your well-being—brings me an unparalleled joy. You've taught me the true meaning of partnership: building something beautiful and resilient together. Our relationship isn't just about us as individuals; it's about the space we create, filled with understanding, empathy, and unwavering support. I promise to continue nurturing what we have, to listen intently, to offer a steady hand, and to always remind you how truly invaluable you are to me. You are, and always will be, my most precious treasure.

Look 3+3 😏🙄
07/04/2025

Look 3+3 😏🙄

07/04/2025

John 4:7-8: "Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God, and whoever loves has been born of God and knows God. Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love." Amen.

07/03/2025

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