the most horrible feeling really is having a chronic illness & seeing it get worse but not being able to stop it. people will just not get what it is like to lose control over your body and your health. it is a big deal to be able to sit, to stand without pain, to walk, to sleep well. it is a big deal.
some wounds aren’t loud arguments, just a tone that breaks your heart a little each time. tonight i’m turning that hurt into dua, asking Allah for softness in hearts, peace, and gentleness in the life ahead.
been feeling so off w everything going on in the world lately. two days ago during taraweeh a lady asked my name & said “may Allah make your life green”- meaning beautiful & flourishing. felt like Allah reminding me He’s w me 🥺🤍