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Assalamualaikum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barakatuh,

I find that over time we become desensitized. To almost everything if we are not extremely careful. Sometimes words become meaningless and actions lack passion often creating hypocrisy in our hearts.

Sometimes we pretend, to be okay to go through life with all our scars not letting anyone know how we are really feeling- but you should. Tell someone how you feel let it all out.

Otherwise you end up turning to stone, you do honestly. You become resentful with life and forget about everything important. But you can avoid it.

I remember a time when a sister spoke to me and MashAllah she had such taqwa and faith in the Almighty but at the time I didn't and when she spoke I understood her love but I felt a barrier there, one I felt I couldn't access because I didnt have that love so instead I pretended ,I said what I needed to- because if I didn't she would have thought there was something wrong with me.

But to be truthful I would say don't tell everyone how you really feel, tell those you feel comfortable. I know why I did what I did but I didn't know if it was right to discuss my feelings, or my lack of feelings for Islam but I'm telling you sisters it's not haram infact its probably better to! So you can get support from other sisters. Also I would like to say that if any of you sisters find you don't have anyone you feel comfortable talking to, I am always free to talk so feel free to email me. (Elastix86@gmail.com)

Also if my awesome friends agree I may get them to guest post because subhanAllah they have helped me alot! So look out for that! Soon!
Wasalaam

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