Asalamu alaikum. I have been struggling for a while to pray consistently and on time. I keep stopping, repenting and going again. In my heart i want to be able to pray properly 5 times every day but i always fail. I cant trust myself to do so anymore. I know the first thing we get asked on the day of judgement is our salah. If you can please make dua for me so that I can be steadfast in prayer it would be much appreciated. May Allah reward you.

Salaams all, hope you’re well :)

I have been feeling really guilty lately about my low imaan. I want to reconnect with my faith again. Alhamdullilah it was going well in Ramadan and now i don’t pray, don’t make dua or make enough effort. There isn’t any personal circumstances effecting me too I just feel like I have lost spiritual connection. However, I am neurodivergent and it does tend to come in the way of my routines and way of life (probs a bad excuse)

What could I do to slowly rebuild it into my life and learn more about Islam? Would appreciate any advice <3

Assalamu alaikum, I know the title is a bit messy but I'll go into details now. Please help me if you can, I'm in the lowest of my life.

First of all, I'm a revert muslim Alhamdulillah, but ever since childhood I prayed to God and searched for Him in religions and spirituality. I know I wasn't praying to Allah, but my prayers were always sincere.

Shortly, I'm at the point where I'm terrified of the future and of my life, because ever since I was born, all I face (factually, I swear) is 4buse, bu11ying, r4pe and such traumas. I know many have it worse than me, so don't take this as an "I'm at the worst situation ever, pity me" post, but as a genuine cry for help.

Even before I reverted, I was a person with an overall hopeful outlook (whenever my father abused me, I prayed to God with sincere hope that He would send help to me, etc), I always do my best to make people feel that they're not alone and help whomever and however I can. As islam came to my life, I did my best to level up even more, so I stick to the fard prayers and Witr and Tahajjud also, give sadaqah even when I barely have any to give from, if I see someone in physical or emotional need I turn to them immediately, and I constantly try to educate myself on islam. I make lots of duas and work on my yaqeen too.

But I noticed that whenever I pushed myself to just stick around with life, and give it another chance, to get better (and actively put in effort to make it better), it takes an even worse turn that I never even saw coming. Example, I was born half-paralyzed, from this my father thought I'm unworthy of living, so he started 4busing me for two decades. With muscle therapy my legs got good Alhamdulillah, but I was a very clumsy girl and fell every time I walked or ran, which lead to lots of bu11ying at school, from students and teachers. There were years where I was crying walking to school, knowing I'll be picked at, and crying on my way home, knowing I'll be 4bused there. It was extremely heavy.

And then, I saw that no one comes to save me, not even as a child. My family members told me to not burden my mom with my father's actions on me, and my mom herself told me to just bear it and stop whining. I got a metaphor from a closed one that was "(my name), just because your cow got ki11ed, you shouldn't hurt your mother's by complaining to her".

Then, I got locked up by a friend I trusted and r4ped for days. It was terrifying. I hope you see the pattern I'm describing. Whenever I genuinely felt it cannot get worse, it got worse, and now I'm just terrified of future. I pray so much to Allah to help me, the dua always in my sujoods is "rabbi inni lima anzalta ilayya min khayrin faqeer", I cry for forgiveness and try my best efforts in every area of my life, but I feel like Allah forgot me. I don't need a huge miracle, but I would need something for my heart, so I can keep going. I was so patient and resilient, but the help did not come. I don't understand what I'm doing wrong. I hear so much about answered duas and prayers and I'm so happy for those people, but I cannot figure it out why I cannot get a bit of mercy, why none of my duas go accepted (and I know the 3 ways Allah answers duas, but you know what I mean).

I've lost hope and now in Dhul Hijjah I'm trying so much to show Allah that I'm still here with faith, and I'm so scared because even in Ramadan I was doing my very best and not even my tiniest dua got accepted (which was an ice cream on a very sad day of mine). Now that the day of 'Arafah is coming, I'm trying to prepare my heart and give it some hope, but I cannot anymore. How can I hope again? Please help me anyone, I need some kindness.

السَّلَامُ عَلَيْكُمْ وَرَحْمَةُ اللَّهِ My board exam results is coming today, and I’ve been feeling quite anxious. I gave it my best effort, and now I’m placing my full trust in Allah’s mercy.

Please make du’a that Allah grants me the results I desire — or even better than what I expect, and that He guides me to what is best for my future. Even a simple “Ameen” would mean a lot.

Jazakum Allahu khairan to everyone who prays for me. May Allah grant you all barakah, peace, and success in both dunya and akhirah.

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My mom is currently in surgery to have a tumor taken out. I am currently thousands of miles away from her and feeling very helpless. I have bestowed her safety upon Allah. She is my only surviving parent kindly requesting prayers for her shifa

AsSalamuAlaykum wa Rahmatullahi wa Barakatuh

My sister was recently operated for a rare form of tumor which is called Borderline Phyllodes and also receiving radiation for it. Borderline means it's not a cancer yet but it can become cancer if it comes back. Unfortunately these types of tumors have a very high chances of coming back after being removed and then turn into a rare form of cancer called soft tissue Sarcoma which is very difficult to treat because no medicine of common cancers like Chemotherapies work on them. So please my brothers and sisters make duas for her in these blessed days of Dhul Hijjah that she didn't get the recurrence of this again and Allah SWT heal her completely and also grant righteous spouses for both of my sisters.

Also if you are someone or know someone who has gone for Hajj please ask them to make dua for her as well.

Jazakumullahu Khayran Kaseera

Please make dua for my father who’s suffering

As salamu alaykum everyone. My father is very dear to me and we have an amazing bond alhamdulillah. My dad has schizophrenia which he gets treated for and it doesn’t affect me or my siblings. He also has a smoking addiction. He tries to stop every now and then but can’t go for more than a few weeks. Every time I ask him what made him come back to smoking he says ”Allah didn’t help me. I waited but He didn’t help me” and I just see the disappointment in his eyes. Also, in 1984-1986 ish i think, my family discovered black magic in my dad’s bag. My dad was the target. At the time, there were no sheikhs in the country we live in and they went instead to a kurdish religious man to ask what to do with it. They came to the conclusion that it was best to throw it in the sea. We don’t know to this day who did the black magic, why, or if it still has effects on my dad or not. I just want everyone here to please raise your hands and make sincere dua for my father, that Allah keeps him healthy, helps him stop smoking, and protect him from every evil. May Allah bless you all!

I feel a bit lost. In the sense that the way my brother has treated me has frankly made me lose respect for him. He says I’m a burden on him and my mum, he says he’s not my wali anymore, but idek if he means it. All because I wanted to marry a white revert man and forwarded the case to him. They admitted the man was extremely respectful and decent, it’s just been the marrying outside of my race or ‘what will people say’ issue.

The fact that they think everyone will make assumptions about me but I was seen as the ‘good obedient daughter’.
He questions my sincerity, constantly takes digs at my hijab, like there’s no winning with him. If I wear it correctly oh I’m just doing it just for the show and when I struggle or commit tabbaruj he doesn’t even understand my reasons for why.

And now it’s just petty arguments like he says things like the bed I’m sleeping on is funded by him and I responded saying ‘idc I’ll sleep on the floor then take your bed’, he responds ‘yeah because you’re for the streets’. He always mocks and belittles me whenever I’ve genuinely tried to voice myself to him, like he never comprehends or even listens to my side of things. It’s like a constant cry on deaf ears.

At one point my mum decides on calling the man to see if he’s serious, the man shows he is and keeps a date, then the next point they cancel on him. Again they pressure me to promise to marry anyone of their choosing and then pressure the man to try and take me within a day if I go for him which is just simply unreasonable and unfair, because they know it doesn’t align at all, we’re supposed to meet through our wali, they constantly threaten to cut ties if I tell them I have a choice and consent because they’re just tired of hearing it from me.

They say things like I’m dead to them, ‘pack your bags and leave’ - I got emotional and had my suitcase there just in case they did try and kick me out. I think upon seeing that my brother began assuming that I was going to try and run away with a man and therefore he came to establish some ‘rules’ saying if I’m to leave the home without his permission from now on, there’ll be severe consequences, and I told him to leave me alone and give me space because I was sad about everything that was said before and all the pressure put on me for hours on end. Then he forcefully makes way into my room and has me in a chokehold, tried justifying it later by saying he knew what he was doing, wasn’t trying to hurt me, I had an ‘ego problem’ that’s why and that Abu bakr (ra) and Umar (ra) raised their hand on their daughters, though that context was entirely different. Now they’ve told me to go ahead and do whatever and get married if you like, the white revert said to him before he wouldn’t do anything without family’s approval, my family knowing this got him to unblock me and then said they won’t be involved anymore, to go and marry him through a mufti if you like, but at the same time my bro also spoke to him on call and told him to just tell me the same things as before that it won’t work without family approval and my bro apparently said they’d never accept so, the man said he was in a process of moving on anyways since he was already let down before.

I told my mum I’ve been on the marriage app now, and she calls me selfish and says if I’m to find it myself I should marry within my ethnicity at least. But then she also says if I’m finding it myself go and get married already and get lost. I’ve come across a few men that seemed as if they were on deen at first but then end up expecting some kind of a haram relationship in order to go all in for marriage… And usually I was the type of woman to try and direct the individual to my wali straight away, but it’s like my wali is never even with me on anything, they simply deem me as stupid or something, it just sort of seems like a no go now since he’ll always try and taint my name and deliberately sabotage me anyways if it’s coming through me ig, my wali is in fact the one who’s got the ego problem, he says things like ‘because you rejected our choices we’ll reject yours’, and ‘I’m not doing you any favours’. Should I go and discuss all of this with an imam now?

It often feels like I need an escape from such a toxic environment, it’s like I can never live a life of my own, always self sacrificing for the sake of dedicating my time effort and energy to family, raising their kids for 4 years now, only for them to turn around and not even appreciate it one bit. And don’t get me wrong I had done it all fisabillilah and kids are always innocent and a great blessing Alhamdulillah, though a little bit of appreciation and encouragement would have gone a long way for me rather than having me feel all bitter. This level of sadness or depression I’m experiencing is even affecting my level of care for them and that truly makes me feel worse :( like if I’m not in the right head space but am expected to care for 4 under the age of 4, I would rather be left alone so these innocent little ones don’t feel any level of frustration from me or shift in my level of care for them! Though, the parents are never there to step up and care for the kids themselves. Family don’t recognise they’re the ones or their approach is what’s causing me the most harm right now.

I’m so dependent on them financially, I don’t truly have anywhere else to go. I also wanted to mend and resolve the issues, families aren’t supposed to function this way I know that much ☹️ if I ever lived with a friend or something, it’s like how long would I live with them without feeling like a burden elsewhere yk? My issue was in all this time if they couldn’t bring me any better or more suitable rishtas than the one I found, what on earth were they trying to delay my marriage for?? Why were they making all these assumptions rather than genuinely sitting down and speaking to the man. Why do they act as if I’m an enemy to myself but they’re the ones who are sort of behaving like an enemy to my happiness and things just for the sake of ‘community reputation’ they want me to live a miserable life. They say stay a spinster and be lonely then if it’s not working out for you it’s the punishment you’ve earned and otherwise they say oh she’s just the type who’ll run away with a man. Like there’s genuinely never any winning with them. My heart is tired and I feel emotionally drained.

There are countless men who can offer a place to stay and a nikkah and all that where I can explain my family situation, though, I’m not sure if I’m just being haste now, or whether I should continue to live this way miserably in depression. They make me feel trapped the amount of games they play, the level they try and control or dictate my life. Do I seek refuge or apply for homelessness or something ? ☹️ I’m genuinely tired of living this way Astaghfirullah, I just want to be my happy self again, productive in the home, I always enjoyed cooking and cleaning and that sort and this depression is just rendering me useless. I was meant to speak to the imam today and they just come and say ‘leaving the home from this moment onwards for you is banned now’.

(GUYS PLS ANSWER I NEED HELPPP) so ive never spoken about this but i feel so guilty to the point where i dont feel like doing anything and i honestly dont wanna be here anymore. a few years ago i use to listen to subliminals, ive stopped now completely but a couple times i remember listenting to one when i was 13 for a desired friend group to break up. at the time i didnt realise what i was doing but i listened to it and was thinking of a group i think i might have been jealous of, i dont know. i kind of forgot but this is what i remember. i dont think it worked and eveyrthing was fine but i also listened to one for desired people to leave the school. again i dont rlly remmeber who but i think it was these two people who i was jealous of bcz of a tiny thing they did to me in the past but it doesnt matter thats besides the point, they are so pretty and sweet and loved and i dont know why i listened to the sub. im scared i did black magic because it worked and they left the school. i wish they never left and i have felt such bad guilt and shame for two years, im finally leaving the school now which makes me feel a bit better but i just feel so guilty, i hate myself so much. what should i do? and how should i stop living with this guilt. its so bad i hate myself for it, i dont feel like eating or studying i dont deserve to be happy. people think im so sweet but im just a bitch, im scared i did black magic too, but if i knew it was black magic or associated with witchcraft i would never have touched the subs. what do i do!?!?!?! the guilt wont go from 2 years!! 😞😞

Assalamalaikum.
I need help and Duas.
Been married for 6 years…blessed with a son (2 months old), after struggling with infertility.

My in-laws are making my life hell. I lived with my in-laws for 1 year and moved out with my husband for job opportunities.

My in-laws visited me when i gave birth . Suddenly my husband’s behaviour has changed with me. He is blaming me that i took him away from his parents. During my postpartum days he abused me verbally and my parents too. He was not like that before his parents visit. He has always been supportive and loving .

Now he is forcing me to move in with his parents. I can already imagine my life being hell with them.
They are manipulative and cunning.

Divorce is not an option now as I don’t want my son to suffer. Also my husband is completely under the spell of his parents - so I can’t ask him to not to move in with them.
The only hope i have is dua and help.
I am asking Allah to not make me stay with in-laws even for a day.
I dont know how it’s possible since my husband has already made a confirmed decision .
But i know for Allah everything is possible and i am not asking for anything wrong .
Need suggestion and Duas please

As-salamu alaykum everyone,

The first 10 days of Dhul Hijjah are approaching next week, beginning the evening of May 17, and I’m humbly asking for your sincere duas during these blessed days.

Please make dua for me that Allah softens the heart of the person I deeply love towards me, removes every barrier and hesitation between us, reunites us fully, and brings us back together in love, peace, mercy, and closeness. Please ask Allah to fill their heart with longing, certainty, tenderness, and affection for me again, and to make us inseparable.

Ya Allah, Ya Wadud, Ya Latif, Ya Jami’, Ya Muqallib al-Qulub, Ya Rahman, Ya Rahim — reunite us beautifully, place love and tranquility between our hearts again, remove all distance and resistance, and make us return to one another quickly with happiness and sincerity.

A stranger’s dua is powerful, and I truly would appreciate anyone who remembers me in their prayers during these sacred days. May Allah accept all your duas, forgive your sins, and grant you everything your heart longs for. Ameen.

Assalamualakium brothers and sisters. I know that the dua of a stranger gets answered. I ask that you pray for me and my brother to graduate from high school by tomorrow In’Sha’Allah and that we get to walk across the stage the 28th as well. May Allah reward you all and accept your dua’s

Hello. I’m not sure how to start off and I feel awkward even typing this because I’m not used to communicating my feelings with strangers but I really wanted to get some things off my chest and seek advice. I’m currently a high school junior residing in New York City and I feel just absolutely alone. I reverted last month because of my decline in mental health and I hoped that faith would help guide me. It has helped me immensely and oftentimes I’ll remind myself that what is written for me will find me. But, I just feel like I don’t have mental stability.

I constantly feel this dread of being alone. My family is Chinese and Buddhist so I’m also extremely afraid of them finding out I’m muslim and how they’d react. I feel guilty because my grandma has been praying to Buddha to try and cure my ‘sickness’. The ‘sickness’ being my lack of motivation, my eating disorder, my constant nausea, and just my lack of will to live. My mother asks me whats wrong but how am I meant to tell her that I have no will to live and that I wish I could just kill myself? I’ve already been to the doctor and I’ve been prescribed antidepressants. My doctor has recommended for me to go to a psychiatrist and therapy but my mother says she doesn’t want me to. Partially because she doesn’t understand the extent my mental health has declined to and I don’t think she knows that I cut my wrists (I’ve stopped since I reverted). I also struggle with my eating disorder, I can’t stomach food without feeling nauseous and making myself purge.

This also leads to different psychological warfare I have with myself. I feel so guilty every time I eat and feel the need to throw up. Theres people actively dying to genocides and struggling to make ends meet yet, I’m privileged enough to live comfortably, have money to buy food, and spend on things that aren’t necessities. I feel like I’m so fucking spoiled and I have the opportunities that many people don’t get the chance to have, yet I’m letting things go to waste because of my mental health. But then I get caught between validating my own feelings and telling myself that it’s alright to feel this way, that it’s okay and everybody goes through things. Just because my issues aren’t necessarily major, it doesn’t mean I should just bottle it up and invalidate them. And then I just go back to that immense guilt of thinking about the situations of others because I can’t help but be selfless. It gets so exhausting.

In addition to my depression, I also struggle with imposter syndrome. As a revert, I feel like I’m so new to everything and I often envy those girls that wear the hijab. I envy those that grew up with the religion and how their culture wires so beautifully into it too. I wish I had guidance and friends that are also muslim. It gets so lonely and I have no one to talk to about religion. Learning arabic is hard, I don’t know how to recite the Quran, and I can’t even pray properly without using a video as a guide.

I just feel so alone. Sometimes I wish I could just overdose and die. I have so many insecurities, I feel like I’m not enough. I know Allah swt will ease my burden and I’m being put through hardship to be strengthened but it hurts so bad experiencing what feels like every part of my will to live being stripped from my grasps.

I want Jannah, I know I’ll never have to strength to take my own life. I feel guilty even wanting to die because I’m selfish for not being able to appreciate what some couldn’t have. Please give me insight, offer me advice, make dua for me, or even wish me luck. I’m sorry if I come off as an immature teenager that’s whining when there’s more important things in life to worry about. But my mental health is really at its limits and I wish to be heard for once. Thank you.

How do you deal with emotionally immature parents in Islam? Their behavior can be so damaging to one's health (mental, physical, emotional) and life (finances, opportunities, career).

I'm trying my absolute best, but nothing seems to be working. I've tried cutting contact (before realizing it might be akin to cutting ties and therefore haram, so no, may God forgive me), putting up boundaries, using a respectful but firm tone, the emotional distance, gray rocking, you name it. No success so far. I would really appreciate any help, advice, testimonies from people who have been through this and come out of it with good, sane, healthy relationships with their parents.

Like, I’m born and here and there’s nothing to do about it except kill myself which I won’t

I objectively don’t have a bad life and I try to show gratitude as much as I can. However I have NEVER in my 29 yrs loved life. And now that my deepest wish isn’t fulfilled and probably won’t be in the foreseeable future it seems pointless

I’ve always felt things deeply and I’m very sensitive to the world, to my inner processes. I overthink, always have. I do really try to be a good person for everyone around me. And I do try to worship Allah as best as I can.

I practice and I do sincerely believe but I’m just not wanting this thing. We’re all creations, just little machines. There’s nothing unique or special about you or me.

I find myself wishing for death but then of course because I’m a human programmed in a certain way (survival) I don’t actually want to die and I get scared for example when flying. Isn’t that hilarious?

Excuse the bitter voice. I’m sad and tired. Depressed or whatever. Idk. Just really struggling to enjoy life.

Please don’t bring me the whole this world is a prisoner for the believer thing. If doesn’t help. I believe in the afterlife but in an abstract way you know?

pls pray for me to get admission in the university I want. maybe y'll can be the reason I got in the uni I want. i just want to get admission no matter how. pls pray for me and keep me in your prayers. may Allah grant me success and I get in the university I want. Ameen Summa Ameen. Jazakallah. I am giving my exam tomorrow please just spare some minutes for me and keep me in your prayers. i would be very grateful to you.

My dad isa selfish,lier, abusive and a stupied piece of shit. He does stuff that clearly damages my property to the point. Even if I clearly explain the damage to him. Like I explained to him water leak causes damage to the house. He still tempers with water valves and already cracked my roof. I explained to him multiple times again and still tempers with the valves. This is one example only.

I need to vent but I can't handle him any more. I hate him. But also need help.

Update: apparently he may be autistic, have autism. Some times it only shows at older age. If your family member is not normal but not sick, start from here.

Asalam’alaykum please make dua for my father’s job stability. The colleagues pressure him for extra work and they just don’t respect him which breaks my heart. They didn’t pay him entire salary yet and we’re afraid for our state may Allah make my father’s job stable safe and secure for him ameen. May my father receive his entire salary without any fuss every month ameen. Please all duas would mean the absolute world to me. May Allah bless you all jazak’Allah khair

Authentic dua

Salaam does anyone know any authentic duas from the quraan or hadeeth to protect you from evil people.

I love the sport of football (soccer, if you are from the states, i am from spain) since a kid and never got to play on a team being younger, which made me feel a type of way. i have a younger cousin who also loves football, (probably got it from me tbh) and i play with him regularly. i went with my uncle to watch him for a trial and he made it], Alhamdulillah, may Allah bless his efforts. i was happy for him while at the same time remembering involuntarily that i never got to play on a team. i tell my mom and she just goes on this rant about how i should be grateful and "Oh BUt yOU caN wAtcH yOUr kiDs pLay!" and how a Muslim shouldn't do as such, but she won't listen so i came here to rant.