She was convinced the lizard was in this particular shoe and kept sticking her head in it expecting something to pop out 😂 even after I picked it up and shook it to show nothing was in there, she immediately went and stuck her head back in to double check.
I can't wait til she settles even more while she gets used to being a spoiled housecat ❤️
I took Tilly to the vet last week and was told she was very underweight at 8lbs (the vet could feel her ribs, hip bones and spine sticking out 😱), since then, I've been feeding her an extra ¼ cup of kibble and she's definitely gained some weight. Only thing is I'm not sure if she's getting a little too chonky 😅 tbh she looked chonky before the vet, but I was wondering if Manxes are just naturally chonkified? She doesn't feel fat.
My husband is Deaf and just turned 60 and I feel like the stress and pressure that's been building up the past five months is just becoming too much. I know the Prophet (saw) also suffered from depression, and I'm trying to bear it, but it's getting hard. I don't want to expose my husband's sins, but we had an argument where he pushed me and I fell, because my feet are slightly deformed so I don't balance that well. Then, he panicked, called the police on himself and then the police called ICE. Alhamdulillah, the misdemeanor was dismissed, but there were four months where we had no contact at all while he sat in jail. Both of us struggled emotionally and mentally during that time, as I was scared since he's disabled and older and we've never been separated so long 😰. My husband's lost seventy pounds (around 32kg?) and is now skin and bones.
When he first got taken, I went to our mosque and the Imam originally said they would help cover my rent, but then on the night of the third, the last night I could pay without getting hit with a late fee, he suddenly said the mosque decided to only cover half! I scrambled trying to get the other $600 and alhamdulillah, a friend and her husband gave me $200 and I overdrew my bank account to cover the rest. The whole experience was upsetting and the Imam said the mosque decided not to help anymore and the woman who wrote the check berated me the whole time! She was telling me how helping me was "a waste of time and money" and said I was stupid for trying to keep my husband in the country! When I brought this up, I was told, 'oh that's just so-and-so! She's just like that!' and told to just ignore her, but isn't it wrong for her to speak to me like that? I left crying and upset.
On top of everything else, my In-laws are just making everything even more difficult! My husband and two of his siblings are Deaf and his family lets them do and say whatever since 'they're deaf-mute, they don't know what's wrong or right'! So his Deaf siblings have been screaming and cussing at me, calling me vile names and threatening me and his family refuses to do anything! His sister is even telling people I'm evil and a demon/djinn 😰! Back in December, his brother flew in with $3000 their family managed to raise to pay for an immigration lawyer. Instead of giving it to me, he demanded my car and apartment, then ran off with the money, wallahi! My husband cried when he found out what his brother did, but their family is refusing to do anything and are making excuses. Is this kind of thing normal in Pakistani families? They also insist older members of the family can do whatever and the younger ones need to obey and do what they're told. This doesn't seem right, islamically and I just don't understand it.
Alhamdulillah, our immigration lawyer is Muslim and said I can pay as I can, but everything combined is just so heavy mentally. All I want is my husband to come home and I make dua all day, but I feel like I'm running out of strength.
My husband was taken by ICE back in October and has been routinely denied ASL interpreters the entire time, even been mocked and shouted at by guards. I just feel at a total loss and just so distraught that there seems to be nothing we can do. He was even placed in that awful "Camp" East Montana that was just a giant tent in the desert in El Paso and starved for eight days, losing twelve pounds, before being moved thanks to a nurse who worked there who had a Deaf sibling and felt sympathy for him. But it's just all building up and becoming too much to bear, if that makes any sense. We finally have contact again after four months, as he was moved back to somewhere with video calls, but he just keeps losing more and more weight (he's 6ft down to around 100lbs) and became extremely depressed in those four months when we had no contact.
It's just infuriating and beyond fucked up that ICE can flat out refuse to provide him an interpreter and if our lawyer calls or files a written complaint, nothing happens! He was even listed as "single" when he first got taken, because he couldn't tell them he was married so whenever I call, these a-holes are super rude and aggressive with me insisting he's single. They also keep moving him around and every time, he becomes more depressed and upset thinking no one will know where he is (thankfully, me and my friends have managed to track him down every time). Our lawyer has filed requests to expedite his case on grounds of compassion and disability, but nothing seems to be getting done.
Not only that, but our lawyer is saying since he's Deaf and I'm hearing, immigration might be even harsher with us and accuse me of only marrying him because he's disabled like wtf?! We also have an age gap and that's stressing me out even more. I'm planning on driving to visit him either tomorrow or next week, but it's a two hour drive one way and I'm just mentally and emotionally exhausted. I just needed to rant somewhere, because my family doesn't seem to get it and it's driving me INSANE!! My brother seriously keeps going, 'other people have it worse than you 🙄 get over yourself' like ?! I just want my husband back and to be able to put more weight on, since he's literally skin and bones now. I'm honestly scared he will starve to death 😰.
I posted before about my dad's reaction to me wearing hijab, but I'm really struggling and stressed.
My husband was taken by ICE back at the end of October and since January 27th, I haven't had any contact with him. I know he's still in the country, but he's somewhere with no video calls and since he's Deaf and can barely read and write, there's been no real contact. I don't want to expose his sins, but my In-laws encouraged him to mistreat me as well as coddled him and his other deaf siblings causing them all to act ridiculous. My husband, Azhar, has gotten a lot better and really grown into a good husband, but we had an argument and he pushed me too hard (and my feet are slightly deformed so I can't balance that well) and I fell. Immediately, he freaked out and called the police twice on himself and you can see what happened 😞. Since he called on himself twice and I had cut my lip a little on my metal retainer, the state charged him with domestic violence as a misdemeanor. It's really been tough emotionally and mentally as the police called ICE and he was taken.
I'm planning on going to court to show support for my husband, and he seems very desperate when he has spoken to a friend who is also Deaf. Worried about me and how I'm doing and extremely depressed and regretting his actions and saying he just wants to see and talk to me again and come home. The problem is my parents are pressuring me not to wear hijab to either court or the immigration interview, saying I could ruin everything and cause my husband to be deported! They're also now saying me wearing hijab could cause him to be sent to jail rather than the misdemeanor hopefully being dismissed. I'm stressed out and don't know what to think. They were pushing very hard yesterday saying, 'no head thing! You hear?! No no no!' and saying, 'you need to show you are an AMERICAN' and 'if they think you're not americanised, you'll never see him again!' the stress of everything plus this is becoming overwhelming.
As my husband just turned 60, I worry what will happen if he gets deported... how he'll survive in a tiny village when he has a bad back, needs daily medicine and is accustomed to things as trivial as air condition. His village only recently got a paved road two years ago and I don't think he would be able to adapt. My parents are also almost in their 80s and my husband and I are the ones primarily helping them around the house so it's just a lot on my shoulders right now. A part of me thinks they're just saying that to scare me and because they really are worried about Azhar. He was starved in El Paso and is now down to 120lbs at 6ft, but would it really cause so many problems if I cover my hair? I could understand if maybe Azhar said something as he's clearly traumatized by everything going on, but it feels more malicious coming from my parents. They're both from a very small town and don't really understand Islam, but are very welcoming and make sure to serve halal food for Azhar when he comes over. I was so worried, I couldn't sleep last night. I know it's such a small thing, just a piece of fabric, but I also feel like they should see it as something so small like why are they so against it??