One morning I woke up and feel so down…talking doesn’t help.
I’ve been in my lowest darkest moment….and I hope I won’t ever have to live through it again.
This is nothing compared to what I felt back then.
Now…
I am grateful to be born as Muslim and live as Muslim.
I am grateful to be alive.
I am grateful to be loved and cared.
I am grateful to be here.
Someone told me….’you don’t have to say what you want people to believe about you. Prove it to them instead’. I couldn’t agree more. 🙂
I know I complained a lot…I whine a lot more….for that I’m sorry.
I know I can be so negative sometimes…I take things negatively…I see things negatively…(would you believe me that I tried to see it positively but I failed?)…I’m sorry about that too.
I have nothing else to say…
he who saw..
he who heard..
he who knows..
thy shall not silence for there words to speak..
thy shall not speak for there you've been call
thy shall not weak for there He'd giveth strenght…
thy shall not die… for there giveth soul…
pray.. pray.. pray..