u/VeiledCookie

Someone who would climb the Empire State Building with me.

And knows how to take pics, lol.

I live in another city, but like everyone else I like to go back and visit family..

The thing is, I hate traveling during summer, so I usually do it in september.

And let me tell you.. Saidia in september was DEAD, literally. Koulchi sad.. Fezwan nass 9lalin, Rass elma, same..

Wherever I go, most restaurants are closed 🥲

Why does it have to be seasonal and not all year long?

There's a dbana in my room it's driving me crazy, hadi sa3a w ana kan7awl n9telha wla nkhrejha but shes so small kathrbli 😭😭

I'm so sleepyy w katb9a tfye9ni 😭 thought they go to sleep too in the dark, why this one isnt tho

I'm a khimari now, but today I was scrolling through my old pics and videos from before khimar and I was genuinely shocked.. Some of them looked like thirst traps to me now 😭

The weird part is that, back then I never saw them that way, it was never about attention.. Dressing a certain way or posing in certain positions for pictures was just so normalized that I genuinely thought I was simply taking cute pictures for fun.

And now I'm looking back and wondering what everyone else saw when they looked at me..

I don't really care what people thought tho, but the idea that I might have come across as an attention seeker when that was never my intention is a bit hard to process.

I mean was I communicating something I didn't even know I was communicating? 🥲

It's crazy how I don't see things with the same eyes anymore.. Shaytan really normalized so much for me without me even realizing it.

Subhanalah.

I once had a prospect who told me he MUST have a BOY and would keep trying until he got one, to keep the last name because girls don't carry the father's name..

The guy couldn't even spell properly. 🥲

It's 2026 and this type still exists..

What about you guys? What made you run away?

السلام عليكم، أريد ساب " subreddit " للأدب, الكتب و الشعر العربي..

Salem Aleikum, I'd like to know if there are any subs for arab literature. Thank you!

I have seen so many muslim brothers and sisters get ghosted, have their hearts broken, or become emotionally attached through "marriage talking stages" that never led anywhere.

It made me wonder..

Have you ever asked yourself why Islam places boundaries between unrelated men and women? Why private conversations and dating are discouraged, even when the intention is marriage?

In my case, if someone approaches me for marriage, I give them a maximum of three days to ask their initial questions. And if they are still interested, I involve the wali directly.

Because the longer two people talk privately, the more emotionally attached they become.. And once feelings are involved, it's much harder to judge the situation objectively.

You start overlooking red flags, making excuses for things you would have rejected before, and holding onto potential rather than reality.

Sometimes, what feels like protecting our freedom to get to know each other ends up making it much harder to walk away when we should..

And the longer you two talk, the stronger the bond gets.. The harder it becomes to let go.. And too much time wasted on the wrong person

Just thinking out loud tho. What do you think? :)

For the people who have lost a parent, a loved one, or someone really close.. Without whom your world was shattered and you felt completely lost.

How did you deal with it? Did it affect your relationship with people? Did you need to therapy to feel normal again?

I'm talking about death of course.

For the people who have lost a parent, a loved one, or someone really close.. Without whom your world was shattered and you felt completely lost.

How did you deal with it?

Did it affect your relationship with people?

Did you go to therapy?

Y a-t-il des plombiers ou des techniciens en hydraulique ici ? Je veux poser quelques questions si possible 😊

And I found warmth..

Where it had no purpose to be found

In the deepest corners of my imagination

Where no soul felt like a burden

And no heart left broken..

But it still felt slightly cold..

As I stepped into the silence between my own thoughts

The darkness reminded me that no lightness shall make me feel warm enough as my home "My" I mocked, "home" I sighed..

And the mocking cost me more than the missing did..

Shall I ever find a home as the one that was once mine

Where the room could hug sadness out of me

And the spirits could ease the pain in my chest..

Shall grief find its way away from me..?

Shall I find my way to contentment.. ?

Until then.. lost wanderer shall I stay.

Please don't mock lol. I have been looking for a song for a very long time and haven't found it yet, it has a taourirti vibe, " bent bargam style "

Ygoulou fiha : Soni w diri camera.. tbghi tchouf hbibha... Chkoun ykhrjek mn galbi.

I have a video but it refuses to upload, thanks in advance.

I just moved to another house..

Spent 9 years living downtown, in a small cozy apartment in the middle of the medina, in front of a masjid and a big garden..

I could see sellers and shops from my window and hear kids' laughter from my bed.

Now I have moved somewhere a bit calmer, a big beautiful house that has everything I need - it’s exactly what I wanted.. But I don’t seem to fit in.

I mean, I can’t even enjoy any activity.. I don’t even have any pleasure working out in this house, although it’s pretty big.

Is this going to pass? Has anyone gone through this before?

It's been a month now.

Help please 🥲