where is the ayah when you need it how do you quite the negative voices in your head why oh why is life so hard why ? It seems all I do is cry and hope to die yes I know one should be afraid of death but when one is so depressed that life is just so painful and hard death looks easy one is washed wrapped and placed into the ground for a dirt nap as some say. I need some inspiration and motivation I feel like I am stuck in this quicksand of muck all I see around me is blah darkness it is to the point I can’t even pray my mind gets so distracted and jumbled that I forget the words or start thinking about some totally unrelated topic how am I going to get out of this deep dark sticky hole of depression sadness, anger self loathing doubt . Am I the only one who feels this way am I the only hopeless depressed lonely person ? What is the point of bipolar? why do I have to be one of those that medications don’t work
-Prophet Muhammad, peace and blessings be upon him, Ibn Majah
-Lowering the gaze (Quran 24:30 and 31)
-Proper dress, what is acceptable and what is not
-Flirtatious conversations in person or via texting/Facebook
-How to interact respectfully with the opposite gender
When people come to me for advice, I listen to the circumstances and the questions. Then I try to answer, I stumble at first. I usually do a bit of rambling, and Allahu 3lam if the advice-seeker benefits the least bit from my jumbled and rushed speech. (I hope to one day say all of this in past tense, ya3nee “I used to…”, so yes, I acknowledge this is not the sunnah of nasee7a, and am trying to change this and cultivate better methods within myself in sha Allah)
But you know, a couple of ayaat that would always take care of it for me? It’s like, you open up the Quran, turn to the page, and be like “Listen sister, please read this.” And after your failed attempt, you finally see clarity on her face, like YES, that’s what I needed to hear.
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My older sister recently got married, so that means we have a new addition to the family. For the first time in my life, I have a brother-in-law.
During the months that I’ve known him, I’ve probably only had one conversation with him. It was in the presence of my father and sister, while he was sitting in the seat in front of me in the car, his back turned to me, and it was because I wanted help regarding my physical health because he is a doctor. It may already be apparent, I go to great lengths to avoid having to speak to him. And he knows this. He also knows that this doesn’t mean that I “hate” him. I feel like a lot of people assume that if you are not speaking to them, it means that you either hate them, or are too shy. My…
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