When My Heart Betrayed Me... or So I Thought

Sometimes in life, we’re so sure we’ve made the right decision; so sure that the outcome has to reflect that. Right?

Wrong.

I thought I had done all the thinking, all the re-thinking. I thought I had covered every angle. I was convinced that this man was my end game. That nothing could ever shake what I felt.

But then one day, without warning, something in my heart flipped. And I didn’t understand it.

I started questioning myself; my sanity, my nature, my character.

Maybe I had commitment issues?

Maybe I got bored too easily?

Maybe I was addicted to excitement or intensity?

I didn’t want to admit it, but I was terrified: What’s wrong with me?

How could I be so sure.. and then feel… this?

I didn’t trust myself anymore. I doubted every instinct, every choice, every feeling. I spent years in my marriage asking myself: How did this happen? Why did this happen?

It felt like my heart had betrayed me. But now I know, it wasn’t betrayal.

It was Allah flipping the switch.