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I don't even know where to start thisthread, and I apologize in advice for the length.
My family broke apart my marriage. Idon't want to go into details, but there was a horrific fight betweenour families, which caused me to leave, and I wish I never did. Thiswas also the day of my wedding, by the way. I only left to please myfamily, not because I wanted to.
I am so hurt by my family, I don't knowif these scars from them will ever heal. They freaked out when Iconverted to Islam, sending me mean e-mails and being over the top,thinking that I was turning into some sort of radical. When Idecided to get married, they also freaked out. The only person whoeven congratulated me was my father, whom I rarely speak to. Thenthey came to my wedding and ruined everything. This was supposed tobe one of the best times of my life, and all I want to do is forgetit.
It has been a miserable time for me,and finally I decided to stand up for myself, and go back to myhusband. I am angry at myself that I let them influence me so much,and I honestly can't stand my family anymore. I always thought theywere so open minded about other cultures, but what I saw in realitywas the complete opposite. The only reason I will keep contact withthem is because in Islam we are taught we have to keep family ties,otherwise, I would never speak to them again.
Of course all of these problems with myfamily has caused major problems with my husband. I don't know if hewill ever truly forgive me for what happened, regardless of how muchI try. Not only does my family not trust me to make good decisions,my husband has told me that he doesn't trust me either. All thistime we have spent away from one another we have grown apart and heis cold and short with me. Take note that he isn't completelyinnocent in this story either, he has also done some very horriblethings to me, and has not always treated me very well. I haveforgiven him for all of this and tried to move on. He has wanted meto come back for so long, and now that I am, he tells me he isn'tsure if he wants me to. I can't turn to him for support, and I can'tturn to my family. I don't know any muslims at all in my area, and Ifeel incredibly lonely and isolated.
This anguish that I have has alsobecome physical, I often get pains in my chest, I can't breathe, andthere are days I can't even manage to get out of bed.
I honestly do not know what to doanymore. I pray, make dua, and beg Allah to bring me out of thismisery, to help me find a way, day after day, every salat. I feellike I am being punished for something. My faith weakens day by dayand I become angry with Allah because He is supposed to guide me, Idon't see how He is merciful and loving when I am in so much agony. Suicide is not an option because I don't want to burn in the hellfirebut there have been times where I have just prayed for death. I hearconstantly that Allah doesn't burden us with things that we can'thandle, but this is becoming too much for me. One day I will have aglimmer of hope, and things will be OK and I feel reassured and thenext day something else happens and it all comes crashing down. Icannot deal with these constant ups and downs. I am losing mysanity, and my health, and I am slipping further and further intothis black hole. I have never experienced suchemotional/psychological pain in my life before and I just want to beerased from this dunya.
My family broke apart my marriage. Idon't want to go into details, but there was a horrific fight betweenour families, which caused me to leave, and I wish I never did. Thiswas also the day of my wedding, by the way. I only left to please myfamily, not because I wanted to.
I am so hurt by my family, I don't knowif these scars from them will ever heal. They freaked out when Iconverted to Islam, sending me mean e-mails and being over the top,thinking that I was turning into some sort of radical. When Idecided to get married, they also freaked out. The only person whoeven congratulated me was my father, whom I rarely speak to. Thenthey came to my wedding and ruined everything. This was supposed tobe one of the best times of my life, and all I want to do is forgetit.
It has been a miserable time for me,and finally I decided to stand up for myself, and go back to myhusband. I am angry at myself that I let them influence me so much,and I honestly can't stand my family anymore. I always thought theywere so open minded about other cultures, but what I saw in realitywas the complete opposite. The only reason I will keep contact withthem is because in Islam we are taught we have to keep family ties,otherwise, I would never speak to them again.
Of course all of these problems with myfamily has caused major problems with my husband. I don't know if hewill ever truly forgive me for what happened, regardless of how muchI try. Not only does my family not trust me to make good decisions,my husband has told me that he doesn't trust me either. All thistime we have spent away from one another we have grown apart and heis cold and short with me. Take note that he isn't completelyinnocent in this story either, he has also done some very horriblethings to me, and has not always treated me very well. I haveforgiven him for all of this and tried to move on. He has wanted meto come back for so long, and now that I am, he tells me he isn'tsure if he wants me to. I can't turn to him for support, and I can'tturn to my family. I don't know any muslims at all in my area, and Ifeel incredibly lonely and isolated.
This anguish that I have has alsobecome physical, I often get pains in my chest, I can't breathe, andthere are days I can't even manage to get out of bed.
I honestly do not know what to doanymore. I pray, make dua, and beg Allah to bring me out of thismisery, to help me find a way, day after day, every salat. I feellike I am being punished for something. My faith weakens day by dayand I become angry with Allah because He is supposed to guide me, Idon't see how He is merciful and loving when I am in so much agony. Suicide is not an option because I don't want to burn in the hellfirebut there have been times where I have just prayed for death. I hearconstantly that Allah doesn't burden us with things that we can'thandle, but this is becoming too much for me. One day I will have aglimmer of hope, and things will be OK and I feel reassured and thenext day something else happens and it all comes crashing down. Icannot deal with these constant ups and downs. I am losing mysanity, and my health, and I am slipping further and further intothis black hole. I have never experienced suchemotional/psychological pain in my life before and I just want to beerased from this dunya.