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i joined this forum five minutes ago for one purpose: to ask for help on this subject. i wanted to post something on my own blog but i doubted anyone would be able to help.
i'm a muslim girl, 14 years old. im from an arab country and lived in an arab country my whole life. in august of last year, my family [who are strict musilms] convinced me to wear hijab. they sugar coated it ofcourse, and baisically in the end i told them i would try it. after having it on for about 2 weeks, i decided that i disliked it and wasnt ready for it, but they broke their promise. they told me that i couldn't take it off because it would make the family look bad. this was when i plunged into a three month spell of depression. i would cry at random moments and completely lost the will to live. i hated myself and especially islam. i would not look in the mirror because i didnt want to see my ugly reflection. everytime i was about to go out, when i had to put on my sheila i lost the excitment and decided that i didnt want to go out anymore. i was crabby and always snapped at my friends. my parents didnt care about my feelings, no matter how much i tried to explain how painful it was for me. my older sister and my friends all saw the change in my attitude and were very concerned. in the end my sister convinced my mother to free me from hijab.
after i took it off i transformed into a completely different person. i was confident, charismatic, always comfortable and very chatty. i was much happier than before. but ever since then i have become less and less religious. a few months after i took it off, i had my first kiss. a few months after that, i tasted alcohol, and after that i even tried nicotine. this was very unlike me since i was brought up in a strict religious family.
but it was only unlike me to do these things in practice. i had contemplated them a hundred times before. ever since i was about 12, i have doubted the exsistence of a god. i wondered if, when we do commit a "sin", we feel guilty because we were brought up to feel guilty. this was the reason hijab was forced upon me, because they felt that i was getting out of hand.
i have come to the point were i only pretend to pray 5 times a day, were i lie to both my parents about everything because i know they wont understand. i truly do hate islam, and i'm so confused, but becuse islam is a closed-minded religion, i cant talk to anyone about my doubts. if i bring it up, even to my closest friends, they think im being sacreligious, and sometimes blame it on pop culture [which i dont follow, i see everyone and everything in pop culture as being fake and stupid]. i dont want to follow islam anymore, for i truly cant believe in it even when i try my hardest. but according to islam, all ex muslims must be killed. if someone cant believe, then there's obviously something wrong with the person or the religion. is the answer really to beat them to death? islam is politically incorrect, this has been proven, and just a few nights ago i was thinking to myself... if god is so perfect and cant make mistakes, why did he first suggest 50 prayers a day only to be corrected by the prophet, who is a mere man? i'm so confused and i really dont know what to do or believe anymore.
generally when someone breaks the rules, they feel a thrill of excitment. but when i break an islamic rule, i just feel free. when i was mohajaba, we went to england for a short while. i would wear my hijab and go out for long walks in the suburbs. as soon as i was far away from our own street, i would take it off and i would feel so free. there were no people out there, they were all empty streets with houses, so it cant even be said that i liked people looking at me. it just felt great to let my hair down and not be ugly for a few minutes in my life.
i dont like hearing things that say that islam condemns people, but i really do feel condemned. i have so much to say but i cant put it all in words, infact i probably sound like a whining child who wants her way. my question is: do i need islam to be taught to me over again? is it true? is there a god out there? í'm so confused.
i'm a muslim girl, 14 years old. im from an arab country and lived in an arab country my whole life. in august of last year, my family [who are strict musilms] convinced me to wear hijab. they sugar coated it ofcourse, and baisically in the end i told them i would try it. after having it on for about 2 weeks, i decided that i disliked it and wasnt ready for it, but they broke their promise. they told me that i couldn't take it off because it would make the family look bad. this was when i plunged into a three month spell of depression. i would cry at random moments and completely lost the will to live. i hated myself and especially islam. i would not look in the mirror because i didnt want to see my ugly reflection. everytime i was about to go out, when i had to put on my sheila i lost the excitment and decided that i didnt want to go out anymore. i was crabby and always snapped at my friends. my parents didnt care about my feelings, no matter how much i tried to explain how painful it was for me. my older sister and my friends all saw the change in my attitude and were very concerned. in the end my sister convinced my mother to free me from hijab.
after i took it off i transformed into a completely different person. i was confident, charismatic, always comfortable and very chatty. i was much happier than before. but ever since then i have become less and less religious. a few months after i took it off, i had my first kiss. a few months after that, i tasted alcohol, and after that i even tried nicotine. this was very unlike me since i was brought up in a strict religious family.
but it was only unlike me to do these things in practice. i had contemplated them a hundred times before. ever since i was about 12, i have doubted the exsistence of a god. i wondered if, when we do commit a "sin", we feel guilty because we were brought up to feel guilty. this was the reason hijab was forced upon me, because they felt that i was getting out of hand.
i have come to the point were i only pretend to pray 5 times a day, were i lie to both my parents about everything because i know they wont understand. i truly do hate islam, and i'm so confused, but becuse islam is a closed-minded religion, i cant talk to anyone about my doubts. if i bring it up, even to my closest friends, they think im being sacreligious, and sometimes blame it on pop culture [which i dont follow, i see everyone and everything in pop culture as being fake and stupid]. i dont want to follow islam anymore, for i truly cant believe in it even when i try my hardest. but according to islam, all ex muslims must be killed. if someone cant believe, then there's obviously something wrong with the person or the religion. is the answer really to beat them to death? islam is politically incorrect, this has been proven, and just a few nights ago i was thinking to myself... if god is so perfect and cant make mistakes, why did he first suggest 50 prayers a day only to be corrected by the prophet, who is a mere man? i'm so confused and i really dont know what to do or believe anymore.
generally when someone breaks the rules, they feel a thrill of excitment. but when i break an islamic rule, i just feel free. when i was mohajaba, we went to england for a short while. i would wear my hijab and go out for long walks in the suburbs. as soon as i was far away from our own street, i would take it off and i would feel so free. there were no people out there, they were all empty streets with houses, so it cant even be said that i liked people looking at me. it just felt great to let my hair down and not be ugly for a few minutes in my life.
i dont like hearing things that say that islam condemns people, but i really do feel condemned. i have so much to say but i cant put it all in words, infact i probably sound like a whining child who wants her way. my question is: do i need islam to be taught to me over again? is it true? is there a god out there? í'm so confused.