Salam
Thank you fatima, may Allah bless you so much, i will be sure to contact you if i ever need a talk.
Johan, I will keep you in my dua. i pray that Allah has given you what ever is best for yourself, your family and your deen, may He give you success in this interview if it was meant for you. ameen. On a side note, if you dont get a job, keep trust in Allah, you can never imagine the many doors He can open for His servant if you have faith and confidence.
Adeeb, you are very right. Allah is always there, and to Him belongs everything, and to Him shall return everything.
ameen to your dua ibnAbdul hakim
Eric H, i could not have said it better myself. A couple of days ago i was indeed on the verge of giving up, wondering if there is any hope left for anything. after contemplating on everyone's advice, and searching my inner faith, i realized i shouldnt give up so easily, esp at this age, i am too young, and Allah has given me good health and so much more, to give up would mean to destroy my gifts, belittle them and to never know what i could have achieved and done with these gifts. i need to look on what is on the other side of the coin, and on the other side is hope.
In answering your question, i dont know why my dad drinks, he has been ever since i was born, i grew up seeing him getting angry and all sorts, i dont want to recall, but it has been as hard as rock to watch this kind of environment and feel this kind of atmosphere as i grew up. Nevertheless, i used to carry on exploring and discovering life, and never let anything stop me in doing so, but it seems like circumstances had stopped me from discovering way too deep, it put a limit in my childhood and youth energy to explore and discover things - maybe this limit was a good thing? i dont know. but what circumstances did was make me deal with matters as though an experienced adult would, it was out of my capacity to maintain emotions of myself and others, and to look for solutions, and to maintain the welfare of the family too. from the age of 10, i began covering up for my dad's mistakes from his family and from many people. i had to think of my siblings reputation. when he made mum upset or cry, i had to be there to attend her emotions and make her smile, gradually i somehow became independent, the one maintaining the welfare, ive been doing so up to this day, and at the same time my education was getting harder, and many other factors of late-teenhood and hitting the age of 20. and that is why everything was hitting rock bottom and i was giving up, getting tired. my dad points the blame at us, he blames us for every little thing that goes wrong, sometimes i feel like im in the middle of a tug of war between mum and dad, i often choose my mum's side, but whenever i try to do justice and balance my side for both, it all comes crashing down.
i tried to find out why he started drinking, but he NEVER tells me straight, instead he blames me for questioning the parent, and being useless. whenever i am told that i am "useless", i feel emotionally down, because all that i put up with since childhood, he can't see it. just because i am not earning money yet does not mean i am useless. he does not see how much i done for him, i always forgave him and tried to ammend things between mum and him, i never decided to leave the house to go and live with my Aunt or anything, i always chose to stay right here and live to see him and mum happy, but i know he isnt happy, and i know it's probably not his fault. he will never tell me why he started drinking, and why he gets angry, and i probably dont want to know why, but what i do want to know is whether my toil and struggle is improving life for him, mum and my whole family, and whether we can together help the community more often.
since i turned 20, it's been hitting me alot that, wow i've hit adulthood already, where did most of my life go? i gave most of my childhood and teenhood to my parents, i always had the choice - to either spend youth in ignoring the family and doing things that suit me best, but i gave up that normal teen life for them, and along the way i somehow grew closer to Allah. so as soon as i hit 20, i felt a little depressed that i never had a normal life, and that this is my fate, i have to remain like this, and live like this, i guess i was just thinking too deep, i have to open my eyes and see that i am getting somewhere, and conditions will change very soon.
please keep my dad in your prayer, that Allah has Mercy on him and forgives him for everything, and also brings him to justice for whatever is making him sad and angry. We are all humans, we all have secrets, and only God knows best what we're going through, i can say the same for my dad. i dont regret a minute of what happen, i dont need God to bring me to justice for putting up with his anger, it is my dad that probably needs it. i just need God to keep me strong, and to trust Him (swt) more and more.
Thank you for listening, and may Allah bless you all.
salam