But he just feels… lost. Part of him wants to be angry but he’s not sure where the point in that would be. Maybe he’s been left behind one too many times, and left behind too many people to count on one hand, he thinks.
once i beat the depression and the burnout and the anxiety and the loneliness and the exhaustion and the guilt and the awkwardness and the apathy and the low income and the chronic illness and the impatience and the vulnerability and the creative block and the capitalism and the cruelty THEN you'll see
If you're young and your deen is your priority then you're blessed immensely.
Don't ever look at others and feel you're missing out. A youth who grew up worshipping Allah swt will be one of the seven types of people under the shade of Allah on a day where there is no shade but his
Don't ever look at others and feel you're missing out. A youth who grew up worshipping Allah swt will be one of the seven types of people under the shade of Allah on a day where there is no shade but his
you search for chaos because you don’t know how to sit in peace. You’ve never had the opportunity to rest
I used to wonder why "الكاظمين الغيظ" were promised a great reward; I mean a reward for basically doing nothing seemed a bit too generous. Then I found out first-hand how hard to be one of them actually is. To be silent, not just word silent but action silent, when angry. To speak no ill, to do no harm, to think no evil... How hard, how sometimes impossible
everything is up for interpretation. except for what i say. that must be understood exactly as i meant it
I'm not afraid of being lost. We all wander off from time to time. It's the fear of never quite finding myself that keeps me up at night
in an ideal world i would have 8 beverages with me at all times and i would just be able to pull them out of my pocket like an animal crossing character