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سوري بس بحب أكتب انجلش فالفضفضة بالانجلش

I don't know how to explain this, but sometimes I feel like I hope my sister dies. I know it sounds horrible, but it comes from years of exhaustion, fear, and feeling trapped.

My sister is around 17 years old. She was born with a disability, and when she was a baby, there was a chance she could have received treatment that might have improved her condition. However, my father did not take her to doctors or seek proper help. My mother did everything she could, and for the past 17 years, she has been the only person taking care of my sister.

She does everything for her: bathing her, changing her clothes, changing diapers and pads, and handling all her needs. My mother has basically spent her whole life at home. Even before my sister was born, my father was controlling, but after my sister came, he used her as a reason to keep my mother from going out. Over time, my mother became isolated and lost her social life.

I worry about the future because my father never planned for what would happen when my mother cannot take care of my sister anymore. I am the oldest child, so I feel like the responsibility will automatically fall on me. I care about my sister, but I am scared of losing my own life and being forced into a role I never chose.

Growing up, I helped take care of my sister. I changed diapers and helped with her needs when I was young, but it became too much for me, and now I feel traumatized by the idea of doing it again.

My sister can sometimes become very hyperactive. Because of that, my father keeps rooms, cupboards, and many things locked away to prevent her from breaking things. When she does something he dislikes, he often screams at her, hits her, or punishes her. There were times when he tied her hands and legs with ropes so she would not move at night. He also gave her sleeping pills, and later stronger medication, because he could not handle her behavior.

My mother knows this is wrong, but she is exhausted and has no real support. She takes care of my sister, my father, the house, and all of us. My father is also very demanding and depends on my mother emotionally, expecting her to always be available for him.

I feel angry because my mother has sacrificed her entire life, and I feel afraid because I might be expected to continue that sacrifice in the future. I do care about my sister, but I also feel overwhelmed by the situation and scared of what it means for my own future.

I don't know how to explain this, but sometimes I feel like I hope my sister dies. I know it sounds horrible, but it comes from years of exhaustion, fear, and feeling trapped.

My sister is around 17 years old. She was born with a disability, and when she was a baby, there was a chance she could have received treatment that might have improved her condition. However, my father did not take her to doctors or seek proper help. My mother did everything she could, and for the past 17 years, she has been the only person taking care of my sister.

She does everything for her: bathing her, changing her clothes, changing diapers and pads, and handling all her needs. My mother has basically spent her whole life at home. Even before my sister was born, my father was controlling, but after my sister came, he used her as a reason to keep my mother from going out. Over time, my mother became isolated and lost her social life.

I worry about the future because my father never planned for what would happen when my mother cannot take care of my sister anymore. I am the oldest child, so I feel like the responsibility will automatically fall on me. I care about my sister, but I am scared of losing my own life and being forced into a role I never chose.

Growing up, I helped take care of my sister. I changed diapers and helped with her needs when I was young, but it became too much for me, and now I feel traumatized by the idea of doing it again.

My sister can sometimes become very hyperactive. Because of that, my father keeps rooms, cupboards, and many things locked away to prevent her from breaking things. When she does something he dislikes, he often screams at her, hits her, or punishes her. There were times when he tied her hands and legs with ropes so she would not move at night. He also gave her sleeping pills, and later stronger medication, because he could not handle her behavior.

My mother knows this is wrong, but she is exhausted and has no real support. She takes care of my sister, my father, the house, and all of us. My father is also very demanding and depends on my mother emotionally, expecting her to always be available for him.

I feel angry because my mother has sacrificed her entire life, and I feel afraid because I might be expected to continue that sacrifice in the future. I do care about my sister, but I also feel overwhelmed by the situation and scared of what it means for my own future.

I don't know how to explain this, but sometimes I feel like I hope my sister dies. I know it sounds horrible, but it comes from years of exhaustion, fear, and feeling trapped.

My sister is around 17 years old. She was born with a disability, and when she was a baby, there was a chance she could have received treatment that might have improved her condition. However, my father did not take her to doctors or seek proper help. My mother did everything she could, and for the past 17 years, she has been the only person taking care of my sister.

She does everything for her: bathing her, changing her clothes, changing diapers and pads, and handling all her needs. My mother has basically spent her whole life at home. Even before my sister was born, my father was controlling, but after my sister came, he used her as a reason to keep my mother from going out. Over time, my mother became isolated and lost her social life.

I worry about the future because my father never planned for what would happen when my mother cannot take care of my sister anymore. I am the oldest child, so I feel like the responsibility will automatically fall on me. I care about my sister, but I am scared of losing my own life and being forced into a role I never chose.

Growing up, I helped take care of my sister. I changed diapers and helped with her needs when I was young, but it became too much for me, and now I feel traumatized by the idea of doing it again.

My sister can sometimes become very hyperactive. Because of that, my father keeps rooms, cupboards, and many things locked away to prevent her from breaking things. When she does something he dislikes, he often screams at her, hits her, or punishes her. There were times when he tied her hands and legs with ropes so she would not move at night. He also gave her sleeping pills, and later stronger medication, because he could not handle her behavior.

My mother knows this is wrong, but she is exhausted and has no real support. She takes care of my sister, my father, the house, and all of us. My father is also very demanding and depends on my mother emotionally, expecting her to always be available for him.

I feel angry because my mother has sacrificed her entire life, and I feel afraid because I might be expected to continue that sacrifice in the future. I do care about my sister, but I also feel overwhelmed by the situation and scared of what it means for my own future.

بكتب البوست ومو عارفة شو أعمل

الي صاحبة أصغر مني بسنتين

وأهلها قبل فترة تطلقوا

وعشان كثير اشيا ما قدرت تفوت جامعة وأهلها ضدها مو بصفها

أبوها تخلى عنهم

والأم مو أم

حرفيا صاحبيتي بتشتغل وبتعطي أمها وبتصرف ع البيت

أمها ولا اشي بتعمل بالبيت

وبتضل بس تطلب من صاحبيتي مصاري

وصاحبيتي بتحاول تحوش مصاري عشان تفوت جامعة

لأنه لا أمها ولا أبوها مساعدينها

هسا أمها كانت تحكيلها إنه حتساعدها بقسط الجامعة

وقبل كمن أسبوع حكت الها إنه بتقدرش تساعدها

وصاحبيتي انهارت

خاصة انه بنفس الفترة توفت صاحبة مقربة وأم صاحبيتي ما خلتها تروح ع الميتم ولا تودع صاحبتها وانهارت وأمها ما سألت فيها

واليوم وقبل شوي بتحكيلها انه بدهاش تفوت جامعة بس تشتغل وتصرف ع البيت!!

وللعلم كمان أمها بتضل تهدد صاحبيتي انه تروح وتتركها هي وإخوتها

المشكلة أم صاحبيتي مهووسة فيها خاصة انها البكر وصاحبيتي كثير بتحب أمها

بس هسا خلص قبعت معها

وبتحكيلي بدها تنهي حياتها

وحكتلي إنه ما أتفاجأ إذا عملت هيك

صاحبيتي الها أكثر من ٣ سنين بتحاول تزبط عيشتها وتفوت جامعة وبس الأمور عمالها بتسوء كل يوم

فصارت تفكر بالأمر بجدية

ونا مو عارفة كيف أساعدها

خاصة انه عايشين بمحافظات بعيدة عن بعض

خايفة عليها بس مو عارفة شو أعمللها

عمالها بترج لما حكيت معها وهي بنص الشغل وبتقدرش حتى تطلع تشم هوا

Hello

So I just saw a post about a south Asian girl seeking a way out of her parents house.

For me, it's kinda the same. I'm first born. All my life, my parents treated me differently than my other siblings. Growing up, I realized they had pedophile ideas about me for not letting me wear certain clothes, go play out or even greet my male relatives.

I was always home jailed not able to go out but for school. I couldn't go to my friends houses alrho they'd visit my house. I wasn't allowed to go buy myself clothes or even visit my aunts uncles etc.

More restrictions raised until I reached high school. I have always been the perfect obedient daughter yet that didn't help at all

They treated me as I am their property and they can do whatever. They had full control over my life. Even my uni major.

My sisters got more privileges than I did. They got to choose what to study, choose their friends, they could go shopping or go out.

My sisters eventually hated me, I'm not sure why though. One of them has been telling me this since forever "I hate you."

She has become frantic religiously and makes my parents and other siblings go against me.

My whole life, my parents have been gaslighting and manipulating me, making me believe I am a bad person.

I always wanted to move out yet I had no money, it's dangerous and was afraid mom would feel bad and my siblings would be stigmatized.

Now, I just don't give a damn about anyone

Alhamdulillah, I'm smart and graduated from university with honors. I also worked on skills in the field I like.

Yet unfortunately, dad only wants me to work in a job he chooses besides, not many opportunities are available in my city especially since I live in the countryside and I cannot go to work in the city or another city for dad won't allow it cuz I had opportunities before and he rejected them.

I had an online internship that my family knew about accidentally and altho my stipend was too little. My dad wanted to take it.

He whether wants me to get married or work so he has my salary.

Idk what to do now. I've been home jailed for 2 months now. I haven't gotten out even once. I'm depressed. I keep applying for jobs but get rejected mostly for my location or lack of experience.

I only have few dollars and I genuinely can't live here any longer. Marriage is not a choice since all men proposed only want a baby machine and a maid. They're just looking for a wife. It's very disrespectful.

For context, I live in an Arab country that suffers a loooot financially logistically and politically.

Hello

So I just saw a post about a south Asian girl seeking a way out of her parents house.

For me, it's kinda the same. I'm first born. All my life, my parents treated me differently than my other siblings. Growing up, I realized they had pedophile ideas about me for not letting me wear certain clothes, go play out or even greet my male relatives.

I was always home jailed not able to go out but for school. I couldn't go to my friends houses alrho they'd visit my house. I wasn't allowed to go buy myself clothes or even visit my aunts uncles etc.

More restrictions raised until I reached high school. I have always been the perfect obedient daughter yet that didn't help at all

They treated me as I am their property and they can do whatever. They had full control over my life. Even my uni major.

My sisters got more privileges than I did. They got to choose what to study, choose their friends, they could go shopping or go out.

My sisters eventually hated me, I'm not sure why though. One of them has been telling me this since forever "I hate you."

She has become frantic religiously and makes my parents and other siblings go against me.

My whole life, my parents have been gaslighting and manipulating me, making me believe I am a bad person.

I always wanted to move out yet I had no money, it's dangerous and was afraid mom would feel bad and my siblings would be stigmatized.

Now, I just don't give a damn about anyone

Alhamdulillah, I'm smart and graduated from university with honors. I also worked on skills in the field I like.

Yet unfortunately, dad only wants me to work in a job he chooses besides, not many opportunities are available in my city especially since I live in the countryside and I cannot go to work in the city or another city for dad won't allow it cuz I had opportunities before and he rejected them.

I had an online internship that my family knew about accidentally and altho my stipend was too little. My dad wanted to take it.

He whether wants me to get married or work so he has my salary.

Idk what to do now. I've been home jailed for 2 months now. I haven't gotten out even once. I'm depressed. I keep applying for jobs but get rejected mostly for my location or lack of experience.

I only have few dollars and I genuinely can't live here any longer. Marriage is not a choice since all men proposed only want a baby machine and a maid. They're just looking for a wife. It's very disrespectful.

For context, I live in an Arab country that suffers a loooot financially logistically and politically.

I've known my boyfriend since late 2023. I'm Arab and he's Desi. We've had our ups and downs through many different things. We've been long distance the entire time and have never met in real life, mainly because of logistics. We're both 22.

What always kept us together was the deep connection between us, especially intellectually. We understand each other on a level I haven't experienced with many people. At the same time, the relationship has been difficult. There were many times when I felt overwhelmed and asked for a breakup. We broke up multiple times throughout the relationship, but those breakups usually lasted only a few days.

Last year, around May, I left for good. At that point, the relationship felt extremely heavy. I felt like I was the only one trying to keep it alive. There was a lack of communication, and I felt exhausted. After the breakup, he spent almost a year trying to reach out and reconnect. Somehow, we eventually got back together, and we've now been together again for about a week.

One thing I've noticed is that we've both matured. The connection is still there, and so is the love. However, it feels different now. Before, I felt like I loved him more than he loved me. Now it feels like the opposite. Oddly enough, that feels safer to me because I was hurt quite badly before. I think balance can come with time.

Throughout our relationship, we never really talked about intimate things. I think religious guilt played a role for both of us, and he knew I wasn't comfortable discussing those topics. Since getting back together, though, we started sexting. It's only happened a few times, and it was just text messages, no pictures, calls, or anything else.

At first, it felt gentle and harmless. Then, a couple of days ago, the conversation became much more extreme. It honestly felt like he was getting ideas from pornography. I asked him directly whether he watches that kind of content, and he denied it, but I don't really believe him.

For example, he told me that regular sex could increase breast size. I told him that's not science and sounds more like something people learn from porn. He brushed it off and said we'd see. There were several moments where he spoke as if he were very experienced, or as if he had unrealistic expectations about sex and women's bodies. It became obvious enough that I started wondering how much pornography had influenced his thinking.

That scares me.

What I want is a gentle, respectful, and healthy sex life someday. What he was describing felt completely different. I care about him and I love him, and we're even planning to meet in the future. Still, these ideas make me uneasy.

I've told him that if I move abroad for my studies, which would be in the same country where he lives, I don't plan on doing anything physical with him. Based on our religious beliefs, I don't want physical intimacy outside marriage. I know the sexting itself may already be crossing a line according to those beliefs, but when it comes to real life, touching, hugging, kissing, or anything else is a hard no for me.

When I asked him how he'd handle that, he said he can manage.

To be honest, that worried me. I don't think he would intentionally do something against my will, but some of the things he's been saying have made me uncomfortable. The possibility of meeting him in person now feels more complicated than it did before.

There's also the issue of trust.

One of the reasons I left him before was because he lied to me for about a year and a half about his height. He knew I preferred taller men, so he wasn't honest about it until I found out myself. I don't even remember the exact numbers anymore. I just remember that he was shorter than me.

The truth is that neither of us is the other's ideal physical type.

I tend to prefer taller, fit men. He's shorter and not what I would normally go for physically, though I think he has a cute face.

When he described his ideal woman, I wasn't really that either. He likes very fair skin, tiny hands, a bigger body shape, and larger breasts. I have pale skin, but that's where the similarities mostly end. I have small hands, a small chest, and a small body frame.

During one of our conversations, he talked about imagining me with a much larger chest size than I actually have. I reminded him that wasn't reality. That's when he started insisting that it could grow through sex, which again made no sense to me. I explained that breast size doesn't work that way.

At one point, I even told him that my chest was small. His response was basically, "What about after sex?" and it felt strangely dismissive, as if he couldn't accept reality. I found it hurtful.

Everyone is allowed to have preferences. I understand that. What confuses me is why someone who knows exactly what I look like would continue imagining me as someone completely different.

I love him, and I know he loves me. We have a connection that has survived distance, breakups, and a year apart. But lately I've been questioning whether I truly know who he is, whether I can trust him completely, and whether some of the things he's saying reveal a side of him that I hadn't seen before.

And honestly, I don't know what to make of that.

Hello

So long story short. I am getting abused by my family since a very young age. Living with them now is like a torture. I graduated in May and since then , I am home jailed not allowed to go out, being ignored or yelled at. I am too depressed and unfortunately, where I live, job oppurtunites are too scarece besides dad is not allowing me to work in anything but the thing he wants and in the place he desires. Pursuing master degree or working in a different city is just a big no.

So basically, I am considering to run away, although that is not gonna be easy at all. As I don't have documents besides it is hard to get outta the ciuntry where I live (99% wouldn't understns this).

I applied for oppurtunites abroad yet now I am just considering and planning to run away once I get the chance to (once I guarantee the opportunity abroad).

Has any girl been in such situation? what are the things i need to pay in consideration?

PS. I have a friend who can help me abroad.

I was supposed to go out with the girls to uni today for graduation clearance and take some photos together. To be at uni at 8 am. It's now past 9 am and the girls are calling me.

Basically, it needs me 2 hrs to uni.

Unfortunately, I cannot go to any place without my parents permission.

Yesterday, I told mom "I'm going tmrw with my friends to uni to do graduation clearance ", she ignored me completely. Like she just kept talking to my siblings and treated me like a ghost.

Idk what to do with this family.

Communication is not there. I had a reason to go out and it was uni. Now I need a freaking permission to go.

I feel too suffocated that I still haven't talked to my friends since tbh I'm not sure what I need to tell them.

It was supposed to be a nice day today, to be a nice memory but because of lack of communication with my parents, everything went away.

I cannot talk to my father either. Like my both parents are the same. I dislike them and talking to them. I only talk when necessary to not get hurt and they treat me like I'm invisible or something.

I cannot leave the damn house without a permit. I cannot wake up, get dressed and open the door to leave without them saying yes to me.

I am 22, not a baby!!

When I get to know a man with intentions for marriage and when they send their pictures, I get stunned.

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Appearances are not my top 1 priority but idk why after I ask them to continue, I start overthinking even sometimes comparing this guy to other guys and other times I would start doubting myself that I don't look pretty and that once they get to see me they will leave.

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What to do about this? This is ruining me.

I'm talking to a guy, he sent me his photo on day 1 just to see my reaction to know if we can continue talking or not. He is too nice and sound like a good fit yet idk why now I'm overthinking his looks although I told him he looks acceptable to me.

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When he sent the picture, I felt okay like acceptance. (Btw he sent the picture after deep talk and had an insecurity about his looks but it is totally okay for me).

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Idk though after we said goodnight, I started overthinking his looks. Tbh I feel like people are gonna judge me yet not sure about what. Sorry if I sound shallow but the confusion is suffocating me. I wanna know how to stop thinking this way. I don’t wanna wrong the guy or anyone for he seems like a really nice guy.

When I get to know a man with intentions for marriage and when they send their pictures, I get stunned.

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Appearances are not my top 1 priority but idk why after I ask them to continue, I start overthinking even sometimes comparing this guy to other guys and other times I would start doubting myself that I don't look pretty and that once they get to see me they will leave.

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What to do about this? This is ruining me.

I'm talking to a guy, he sent me his photo on day 1 just to see my reaction to know if we can continue talking or not. He is too nice and sound like a good fit yet idk why now I'm overthinking his looks although I told him he looks acceptable to me.

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When he sent the picture, I felt okay like acceptance. (Btw he sent the picture after deep talk and had an insecurity about his looks but it is totally okay for me).

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Idk though after we said goodnight, I started overthinking his looks. Tbh I feel like people are gonna judge me yet not sure about what. Sorry if I sound shallow but the confusion is suffocating me. I wanna know how to stop thinking this way. I don’t wanna wrong the guy or anyone for he seems like a really nice guy.

Assalamu alaykum sisters and brothers

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I seek real advice since I have no one to ask it from. I might have sinned yet I'm repenting alhamdulillah. May Allah have mercy on me and forgive me.

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My story begins back to Dec 2023 when I got to know a guy online, it was the first time talking to a male ever. I was then 19 and not gonna lie, I was then lost and I needed someone to talk to.

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We started a relationship that was LDR. I knew it was wrong from the beginning. However, I continued. Multiple times, I tried to back off and stop that haram relationship yet I got manipulated to stay.

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Alhamdulillah, we didn't meet in real life due to our geographical and political conditions. We just chatted had calls and things like that. Things didn't go more than that.

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Back in 2024 November, I started feeling really tired of the relationship as I could feel the heavy burden and the guilt. Months later, the guy changed completely and tried indirectly to have me send n*des. That's when I left him without a word. That was late April 2025.

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The nightmare started then. He kept calling me, messaging me emailing me on every platform. Some I didn't even know how he got access to. I just blocked him so he just created new account. I ended up changing my phone number and deleted my social media accounts but Pinterest and my email.

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He kept showering me with emails almost every single day. Until I couldn't bear more, Jun 21st, I called him to stop. He denied all his attempts and made me feel like the one who was chasing. Then finally manipulated me again. I was then too drained, I couldn't realize it. On Aug 20th, I left him forever.

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And since then, he emails me every now and then till he stopped about 3 months ago.

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I thought he gave up until I got a message from him again on Pinterest today in my mother tongue (we're from diff countries, diff backgrounds, diff ethnicities and diff languages).

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What shall I do? I know it is my fault and I'm facing the circumstances but please, I need help.

من ونا صغيرة مو بس محبوسة بالبيت لأ كمان متحكمين بكلشي بفكرهم البيدوفيلي. هسا أنا 22 وحياتي ما بقدر أتحكم فيها.

دايمًا نقد خصوصًا من الوالدة وكثير اشيا ممنوعة من تفكير الوالد البيدوفيلي المتحرش المنحرف.

كنت لعبة بايديهم لأني البكر. لازم أجيب من الأوائل، وبعدين حتى قرروا ايش أدخل بالجامعة وإلا بدرسش. وحياتي كلها تهديد إذا ما عملت زي ما بدهم حيسلبوا حياتي مني.
كملت جامعة بتخصص بكرهه وبكره الساعة اللي دخلته فيها وهسا السبب الوحيد اني اطلع من البيت راح.

الي أسبوعين بالبيت اكتأبت. رجعت لأيام العطلة الصيفية قبل الجامعة. بس المرة الله أعلم كم حتطول مدة الحبس.
حتى شغل فش الحمد لله وعشاني من القرى إذا في فرصة شغل بالمدينة أو مدينة تانية الوالد بيرفض.

وعرسان بس بيجو هداك النوع اللي بدهم خدامة تخدم عليهم وتخلف ولاد وايش كمان بكونوا ثلاثيين.
وشغل اونلاين عشان منطقتي صعب جدًا.
وهسا عمالي بحاول أجاهد نفسي أتعلم اشيا جديدة عشان يصير عندي مهارات بس عمالي بكتئب أكتر.
حتى جربت أدور ع النت ع حد مهتم بالزواج وعشان أنا وين عايشة أرتفض كذا مرة.
مو عارفة من وين ألاقيها أبوي أمي عماتي خواتي اخوتي الحياة انداري
الي كمن يوم بس نايمة ومريضة وما باكل ولا حد سائل لأنه أصلا ممنوع أطلع ع دكتور
يربي شو هاي العيشة
المشكلة كمان ما في الي غرفة الي أو مكان الي فما في الي مساحة شخصية وهاد اللي مزود الطين بلة