#littlestruggles

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That internal rage you feel when your mum tells you to pray before you’re allowed to go out. I hate this. I can’t count how many times I’ve been late to something because my mum has told me to pray before I leave.

[peachy-queen]

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[littllexi]

Wanna be in my pillow fort and sleep. #littlestruggles

[beautiful---nightmare]

Of all the things my parents have tried teaching me, the only thing they’ve really taught me, is how to be a very sneaky fucker, and how to lie outrageously better than a person should

[itsatrapbabe]

little struggles in a big world

When all you want to do is suck your thumb and cuddle your big but you have to be a big girl.....

[beautiful---nightmare]

Ramadan is finally over. Thank fucking fuck for that. I could not deal with that fucking shit any longer. But hey at least we ex Muslims can stop pretending to fast now. We just gotta pretend to believe in god and follow a disgusting religion.

Please kill me, before I do it myself

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Little struggles of an ex Muslim

Not being allowed to have friends of the opposite sex. I swear my mum thinks I'm some sort of pimp and every single girl I say hello to or says hello to me, immediately wants to have sex with me. Can she not see the introverted, isolated, anxiety ridden, self loathing potato that is me?

[beautiful---nightmare]

Something I really hate about Ramadan

I hate lots of things about Ramadan, but one o the worst things has to be the increased religiosity. From one person in particular. You guessed it. My mum. She’s already insanely religious, judgmental, close minded etc as it is but then in Ramadan, it’s like a million times worse. All she ever bangs on about is learning the “deen” and learning about Islam and I just can’t be fucked. But one thing, in particular, cropped up tonight actually. It’s the way my mum thinks we can all play happy families. Just sit at the dining table as a family, and be all fucking happy and clappy and all that other stupid shit. But it’s bullshit. It’s total fucking bollocks. We just sit there quietly eating and then my mum just burst out saying how awful we all are for never “spending time with the family.” It’s like 90% directed towards me, and she doesn’t realise that what she’s doing is the reason none of us sits together. It’s because she can’t go five bloody minutes without yelling or lecturing us all about religion. 

She keeps pushing this happy family idea onto us all and it’s just bullshit. None of us buys into it but she doesn’t stop, and this isn't like me trying to seem a typical teenager who hates his mum or whatever. It’s just tiring to deal with. We don’t get on as a family. No one has anything in common with each other. It’s one of the reasons I dislike Ramadan so much. I’ve still got 28 more days of this shit to go.  

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Little struggles of an ex Muslim

Mentally rolling your eyes at every religious thing anyone says to you.

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Little struggles of an ex Muslim

Most kids chew gum to hide the smell of cigarettes, but we chew gum to hide the smell of bacon.

[beautiful---nightmare]

Little struggles of an ex Muslim

Mum: go pray (whatever salah it is)

Me: *goes to 'pray'* *Comes back 10 mins later*

Mum: have you prayed yet?

Me: yes I just finished.

Mum: no you didn't. Go pray now.

Me: *looks blankly*

[beautiful---nightmare]

Little struggles of an ex Muslim

Drowning out the sound of the athan with your music but then getting told off for listening to music. Fucks sake.

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Little struggles of an ex Muslim living at home

You’re sat there calmly, reading a book, playing a video game or just watching tv and out of no where the athan starts blasting and you’ve just gotten to the point where you can’t stand it anymore.

[beautiful---nightmare]

Little struggles of an ex Muslim

Having to always listen to religious radio while in the car. *mentally tears out hair and screams*

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Little struggles of an ex Muslim

Wanting to question the religious dogma your mum tells you but you can't because she'll go crazy and lose her shit or catch on that you don't believe and lose her shit anyway.