I don’t think people understand how hard it is when your toxic traits are isolation and avoidance but your love languages are quality time and physical touch.
Being morally clean won’t protect you from wolves. Being strategically useful will. In the real world, you aren’t judged by your heart, you’re judged by your leverage. You’re either an asset or a liability. Stop asking to be liked. Become too valuable to ignore.
You take one risk that will almost take your life, as soon as you notice it didn’t take your life, you take another instead of resting. The life of a man who wants to be great is war.
I don’t think I’m tired because I need more sleep anymore. I think I’m tired because life has been loud for too long. Like I need a cabin by a lake, my phone turned off, no notifications, and about six months to remember what being a person actually feels like.
Being introverted isn’t a flaw. They’re just built different. They eat alone, work alone, chill alone. Small talk feels fake, crowds feel loud. Silence isn’t empty to them, it’s peaceful. That’s where they feel most like themselves
sometimes shukr is simply noticing what you usually overlook. a safe home, a meal, a functioning body, people who care about you, the ability to pray, another morning to repent. we have so many blessings that we've stopped calling blessings.
Slow down and be patient with life. If you seek wealth, someone else seeks health. If you seek health, someone else just died. Each time you build a mansion, someone digs a grave. Each time you waste food, someone searches for a meal. Be grateful.
I wonder how beautiful life must be when you don't have trust issues, psychosis, depression, mood swings, overthinking, paranoia, anxiety, detachment, isolation or fear
Never underestimate an introvert's ability to destroy you. They are thinkers. Observers. Psychology nerds. They know who you are inside out. They can read you like a book. They know all your buttons. But trust me, they're just being kind not to press them.
nobody talks about the stage of grief where you can't even talk about it to anyone anymore because everyone expects you to be getting over it but it still runs through your mind everyday.
I get overwhelmed by kindness. May Allah reward every single person who has shown me kindness. May He be pleased with all kind people out there and reward them with abundant goodness in this life and the next.