Salam living in the west and trying to get married inshallah so I’m tryna see if I can be a good provider.
I’m 27 male and I just graduated physio . I’m set to make 130k in first year .
All my friends are making 180k plus and make it feel like a norm .
Am I behind ?
Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. Just curious how old everyone here is.
I’m honestly so frustrated and I need advice, especially from people who know the Islamic ruling on this.
I already wear hijab outside. I was basically forced into wearing it by my family, and even though I still wear it now, sometimes I feel like I’m only doing it because I don’t want to disappoint my parents. Seeing them upset with me hurts, so I feel like I don’t really have a choice, and I already struggle with the fact that I want hijab to be something I do for Allah, not just for my parents.
But now my mom is also telling me I need to cover up inside my own house.
She doesn’t want me wearing tank tops, shorts, or having my hair uncovered around my dad or my brother. She says it’s shameful for them to see me like that and tells me I have “no shame” if I don’t cover myself properly around them.
What confuses me is that my dad and brother are literally my mahrams. She also expects me to be extra covered around my maternal uncles even though they’re my mahrams too.
She has also told me that if I don’t cover up properly at home, the angels won’t give me barakah or that angels will leave because they can see me without hijab. I genuinely want to know if there is any Islamic evidence for this because I’ve never heard that before.
This isn’t only happening to me either. Pretty much all the girls and cousins in my family were forced to wear hijab, and even though we all wear it outside, our parents still expect us to cover up heavily at home too. The other day my cousin got a whole lecture from her dad because she was wearing shorts inside her own house.
I understand that Islam still has rules about awrah and modesty even around mahrams, so I’m not saying someone should just walk around practically naked. But is a woman actually required to cover her hair around her father, brother, or uncles? And what exactly is she required to cover in front of mahrams?
I’m honestly just exhausted. Home doesn’t even feel like the place where I can take my hijab off, put my hair down, wear comfortable clothes and relax anymore.
And being constantly told that I’m shameless or that Allah/angels won’t give me barakah if I don’t follow my family’s rules is making my relationship with hijab feel even more forced.
I would really appreciate Islamic sources or advice from other Muslim women who have dealt with something similar. I want to know what Islam actually requires versus what might just be cultural or family expectations.
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Should I wait for a promotion before trying for a baby?
I’m a Muslim woman in my late 20s, working a corporate job, and my husband and I are thinking of trying for a baby, InshaAllah, within the next 6 months.
I’m confused about whether I should wait. My manager has told me I’m likely to get promoted in the next 6 months, so part of me thinks I should wait for the promotion and then start trying. But another part of me feels that I shouldn’t keep delaying starting a family just because of my career.
My company also offers around 24 weeks of paid maternity leave. I’m thinking I could take the full leave and then decide whether I want to return to work. If I find that managing a corporate job and childcare is too exhausting, I may consider quitting.
As a Muslim, I also really want to be involved in raising my children and giving them a strong foundation in deen — Quran, salah, Islamic values, etc. I’m even considering taking a career break until my child is around 6–7 years old and then returning to work once they start school.
But I’m worried about leaving my career for several years and whether I’ll regret it later.
For women who have been in a similar situation, especially Muslim women, what would you prioritize?
Would you:
Wait for the promotion and then try?
Start trying now and not worry too much about the promotion?
Take maternity leave and then decide?
Leave your career for a few years to focus on raising your child?
I’d really appreciate honest advice, especially from women who have already gone through this.
Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.
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Hi everyone. I honestly never thought I’d have to make a post like this, but I’m currently going through a difficult financial situation and I’m trying to raise $1,600 so I can register for and finish my final semester of college.
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Thank you sincerely for taking the time to read this and for any support you’re able to give.
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or am i just overthinking?... today while cleaning the kitchen, i found this weird worm-like creature on the tiled/cabinet area. there was literally nothing around where it could've been hiding, so i tried to get it onto a dustpan and throw it outside bcz i didn't wanna kill it. while i was trying to get it with the broom, i accidentally hit it a few times and it looked a bit hurt, then suddenly... it just vanished in front of my eyes, literally VANISHED like i genuinely couldn't see where it went. my mum said it probably went into some corner or a hole but there wasn't a hole or corner, it was literally on a flat surface and this happened exactly around 12am (apparently my life needed a little horror movie moment lol) now i'm kinda freaking myself out bcz my first thought was "what if that was a jinn??" i've heard stories about jinn being less understanding and assumes humans as their enemies even when we don't intentionally hurt them, and now i'm scared that i accidentally hit one several times and somehow offended it?? ik this probably sounds ridiculous but my instinct is genuinely making me uneasy rn has anyone experienced something similar or can someone reassure me from their perspective? like is there actually anything to worry about or am i just letting my brain run wild...
Salam.
I'm at a work event and just overheard something crazy by the person on stage, a Israeli start up that capitalizes on health insurance agencies. They developed a software that makes you scan your face to find health points to assess if you live long. That information is given to life insurance companies to offer you policies. Living till 80? More incentivized to send you tons of policies. Sickly, smoking, drugie? Less likely to be sent a life insurance policy and if you look to sign up it'll be expensive.
If you want to make money, think like an Israeli, scummy, unethical, targeting the most vulnerable, and throwing away the rules and guidance of Islam. Absolutely crazy how companies love the greedy software Israel creates to help corporations target people and skin off anything of value.
Whenever I see people who can just talk to others with ease, effortless, confident, completely comfortable. I catch myself wondering what kind of home they grew up in. What did it feel like to exist in an environment where your voice was actually welcomed?
I live with severe social anxiety and awkwardness. I genuinely don't know how to start, maintain, or end a conversation. Most of the time, I just want to be invisible. I overthink every single word repeating it through my mind ten times before I say it, and replaying it ten times after. Simply interacting with another human being consumes nearly all my mental energy.
Looking back, my entire childhood was a constant stream of restriction and conditional love:
"Don't say that."
"Don't do that."
"Don't wear that."
"Do your hair like this."
"Talk like that."
The justification was always the same: *"*You will embarrass us and yourself."
They also used religion as a tool for control. I was told that if I didn't obey them completely God would give me bad luck. If I performed poorly in school they’d say "Remember when you disobeyed me? God is punishing you." If something good happened it was "That's only because I was happy with you yesterday."
I was programmed to believe that my life, my luck, and my worth depended entirely on their approval. Over time I lost any sense of self. I grew up with no distinct personality and no opinions. Even today, if someone asks me to choose between Option A or Option B I freeze. I can’t make basic decisions because every choice in my life even what school to go to and my major was made for me so I’d stay close and under control.
Now as an adult I'm trying to figure out who I actually am, what I like and what I want. But it’s exhausting and it’s severely impacting my daily life and my career.
At work I struggle to introduce myself or participate in meetings because I'm terrified that whatever comes out of my mouth will sound stupid.
and I always keep every interaction to the bare minimum because I constantly feel like my presence is an inconvenience to others.
its to the point where I wont walk into a store unless it's crowded enough for me to blend in and get lost in the background. If an item doesn't have a price tag i wont ask an employee I’ll just leave and try to find it somewhere else.
I know my parents might have been struggling with their own issues or believed they were protecting me in their own twisted way. But the reality is that I was taught that existing as myself was an embarrassment, and undoing that programming as an adult feels like trying to rebuild a foundation while the whole house is shaking.
idk i just needed to get this off my chest.