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I attended a Muslim school, and I still remember when some dawah teachers came to school with a white burial shroud. They asked for a volunteer to be wrapped in it as an example. A friend of mine volunteered, and as she lay there wrapped up alive, they gave the usual lecture about death, the grave, and how that’s the end of us all to instill fear.

Looking back now, I honestly think that was a really disturbing thing to do to children. It also explains why I spent so much of my life afraid of punishment in the grave and hell.

Since leaving Islam, I’ve stopped living in constant fear. I’m no longer worried about burning in hell, and I’ve found so much peace and freedom. It’s one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.

I just came across some photos from 2019 with friends I completely fell out with, and it honestly hit me that life just isn’t the same anymore. Back then, in my early twenties, life felt so much simpler. We went out, took pictures, had fun, and I was genuinely in love no trauma from relationships😭I believed in being a good girl would guarantee a happy ending lol. There wasn’t this constant stress and frustration that comes with adult life.

I wouldn’t rekindle those friendships, though. We’ve all changed, and I think it’s okay for people to outgrow each other. It’s also been so long that it just wouldn’t feel the same.

For those of you who’ve fallen out with friends who you once used to always hang around with , how does it feel when you come across old photos and memories?

Is it just me, or is there something about some UK Muslim dawah bros that’s so annoying? I can’t stand listening to them. It’s the way they act like they’re talking so much sense when in reality they just sound dumb asf.

I am honestly tired of bad things happening to me. I am not writing this to be motivated, I am just venting. Since I lost my mom when I was around 13, things have just been horrible. You grow up with childhood trauma, you try to heal from it, and then adulthood gets worse every day. Feeling broken, having no purpose, and just watching others live your dream. I truly believe life wasn’t meant for me. I have reached a point where I want to die, but I don’t have the courage to do it. I know life isn’t fair, it has never been. I am just on the bad side of it.

To be honest with the state of most marriages hii haifai kuwa matusi. I seen some ladies exchanging words mwengine akamtusi mwengine hajaolewa😂i mean unless its your biggest achievment then ni matusi. Utapata anamtusi hivi na anateseka kwa ndoa.

For those who co-parent with an ex, how is it? I don’t have kids, but I’ve always wondered how people do it, especially if the relationship ended because of betrayal or abuse like it was a bitter end. Honestly, when someone hurts me, I never want to see them again. How do you manage to keep them in your life and co-parent? How do you feel when you see them?

R/Somalia popped up on my feed and I clicked on a post, only to find out I’m banned lol. I can’t remember what I said, but I’m sure it was something related to that cult. Its a good thing though I would never agree with their BS anyway.