Help a Trans Muslim Man Escape His Abusive Household

these past few days have been hell for me i have given up completely and this is my last resort to escape from my abusive household, persue my education and keep making art

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It's ironic that I got into Islam right before Ramadan.

Anyways, I've been spending Ramadan by learning more about Islam at my own pace.

There's a free podcast of an English translation of the Quran that I've been listening to. Though, I am most definitely going to have to go back and read the Quran and take notes, as listening has only allowed me to memorize so much (as in only "don't be a disbeliever")

I have not been fasting BECAUSE I actually have a problem with starving myself due to my disabilities.(I do not have an eating disorder) I tend to only eat one meal a day before bed time.

Instead I've been really mindful about eating, and finding myself having an easier time with eating. I can't say I'm eating all that many calories, but I am eating more frequently. I've also gotten a routine down with drinking carnation breakfasts, a meal supplement drink, at least once a day so that's an extra ~220 calories I wasn't getting before. I'm very grateful for all this. I've been struggling for 2 years with not eating. It's just... interesting that during Ramadan I'm starting to gain some footing with eating(which wasn't planned)

If anyone has any.... hmmm.... I'll use the word "liberal" books on Islam, or Queer Islam books they can recommend, I'd love to read them. Anything explaining how Islam can fit into my life without the talks of punishment and fear is really what I'd like to read. Oh and especially a guide on prayer. I'm told there are certain things I have to say for each prayer session, but no one will link me to what those things are!

Jordanian student muhammad barakat was killed in germany , who is studying information technology in hamburg , germany

He was killed by 2 bullets after publishing leaflets about the current situation in gaza.

And yall think germany is just feeling guilty about the holocaust and trying to defend the jews?

If u still think that way then you are so far away from understanding how the world works against us muslims and arabs in general.

Tears that release the soul.

My first time staying during the night for prayer (قيام الليل) . I chose to pray with Surat Al- muzammil (سورة المزمل).

To my surprise the versus spoke about staying up at night to pray.

My tears were warm on my cheeks while between the hands of Allah.

When I prayed before -in my teen years- I wasn't aware of how sacred prayer is. Allah was a given thought. Something that I believed in, respected and feared. But I wasn't aware of the spiritual heaviness that comes with it.

I prayed for comfort and I prayed out of duty. With little awareness of my humanity and far more less awareness of the universe and its creator.

The years of atheism and despair created a painful void. A void that makes the chest tender, receptive to love.

I prayed today as a revert to Islam.

I prayed through the night in the hands of my creator.

I prayed and I surrendered each time my head touched the earth.

I prayed to Allah with awareness of my humanity, with awareness of his greatness.

I prayed to Allah with love, fear, guilt and regret.

I prayed for the first time with spiritual understanding of every word I uttered.

The issue with some Muslims in our community is that they may feel envious of other Muslims' accomplishments. Totally NO OFFENCE.

From my own life experiences, it has become clear that there are people who are unable to accept the fact that we are achieving success in various aspects of our lives. It is imperative that we do not let their egoistic behavior hinder our progress and instead, continue to strive for excellence.

I mean, why can't we lift each other as brothers and sisters? Why can't we encourage and inspire each other with our Muslim role models?

I know we're not perfect, but we can strive to be better. Let's work towards building a better world and pleasing Allah SWT.

It will take time but better late than never, InSha Allah.

-اقرأ

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the way we communicate with allah is through salah and allah communicates with us through the quran

isn't that amazing

Silly reminder 4 my muslim girlies to fast ur credit And the Muslim out there to make duas for Palestine whenever you pray or remember

It is small,

But I prayed dua last night simply asking Allah for a good night's sleep.

For those who do not know me, I have a terrible time with sleep. I'm an insomniac and have to take medication to sleep 8 hours, and that sleep is always interrupted. And then because of my PTSD, my dreams are almost always nightmares.

Well, while my dreams last night were mildly distressing, last night was the first night in forever that I actually slept through the night with no interruptions.

Thank you Allah, I love you.

I wasn’t easy for me to be a Muslim and to be LGBT….and a life of confusion….

My name is Inaaya Mukhtar age 12 in a half when in was 5 way long ago I had everything I had Mom and Dad I had my family even friends soon in was getting but I was getting older things took a turn for me…when started everything changed for the world and I thought because it was all to do with us for what we done…but soon in was going to go to term 5 but Covid started and everyone change later on and people were dying there was no hope until they had a cure but soon when we met our families and friends and it was scary coming after lock down and kids in my age didn’t want to do the work or anything anymore and it was that changed it was my mother changed she never reached or helped that much not even hygiene I had to take a shower once a week cause she said so disgusting right? And brush my teeth day or night, and I never do homework since idk I was still 8 or something but I do it now, and she was always on her phone calls to other men even know we were Muslim and this was a bad sign and call for that matter, so later on she started go well a bit more mean towards me she tormented me for about 5 or 4 years and I had disorder eating problems and I went skinny and dark and pale skin and darker eyes and was still confused didn’t speak much until one day I saw tumblr and I was like I liked that fav fandom and so I asked my dad for permission he said yes so he done it I was like yay so I explored around tumblr and they always made me feel better even my online friends and one day I was still but i posted my irl pics of myself and I showed my mum by mistake and she told my dad and I was in trouble….so I stopped doing….and they’re were haters out there we’re cyber bullying and I also I had problems ready since I had deslyxia or whatever but I was still pronouncing word by word since I was slow learner at the time I also couldn’t put conditioner on my hair since my mum didn’t want me too but I do it now, And sooner I had trauma since my mum used to always traumatised me that badly and I always had deep depression and I had suffered a lot of pain and sooner or later we went to squdi Arabia and I thought we had a good time but my mum said she wanted to do Umrah but Nooooo she went shopping instead and I didn’t tell anyone about this but my mum blamed me for watching “P0rn stuff online” even know it was her… I was demonstrating I was scared but we went to Arabia and my mum and dad had a argument of a life time I was really traumatised cause my mom threatened my dad and throwed a chair at him also hit his head or leg or arm it could’ve been anything! But my said to me you should’ve recorded it in the first place on iPad then we will get proof of evidence, but yeah that’s what happened so my uncle and my grandparents came in but before that my mum banged her head on the door like she was mental, and so they were talking in Urdu and my mom was acting like a karen saying that he hit me! Even know my dad trying to protect himself since you were the one tortured us for years! And she said there’s a bruise even know there’s nothing there so she looked at me and she said ask inaaya she saw who done it I mentally scarred for life and I did not say anything everybody left the room except me and my mum she said to me why did I not say anything and I got my bag and was about open the door and she was like u want me to move back to Pakistan and i was like IF YOU WANT! So I slammed the door and you know what my auntie said to me that I couldn’t believe that actually happened my mum was nearly cheating on my dad and she also kidnapped my grandma and they said she crossed the limit so…and me and Amity Blight are the same person, that’s pt1 for yeah are you sure you want pt2 be honest there’s more to this story then you will ever know of…we will get to the LGBT part soon I’ll promise you guys…