Stop Convincing Yourself Youre Wasting Your Life Away. The Time Youve Spent Resting And Healing Was And

Stop convincing yourself you’re wasting your life away. The time you’ve spent resting and healing was and is necessary. You’re not a waste of a person if you find yourself struggling right now. Healing, recovering, sitting with your pain is foundational. It’s not a waste. You are still whole.

Dear restless heart,

Hold on, this will pass;

Time will not stand still

Dear restless heart,

Take it easy;

Allāh sees your struggles

Dear restless heart,

Why do you lose sleep over a temporary matter;

Whilst an everlasting abode of peace awaits you

Dear restless heart,

Persevere;

Struggles do not go unnoticed by your Rabb

Dear restless heart,

Have you no conviction in the promise of Allāh;

That with hardship comes ease

Dear restless heart,

Give up worrying;

Perhaps your patience will be weighty on the scale

Dear restless heart,

Allāh does not test a soul beyond its capability;

Surely you will succeed

Dear restless heart,

But a little remains;

Until all pain will be forgotten

Dear restless heart,

Perish not;

Jannah is your abode

Dear restless heart,

Hold on;

This too shall pass

Dear heart,

Rest.

لا عيش إلّا عيش الاٰخرة

There is no real life besides the life of the hereafter

Yass exactly dua is the most powerful because we know we can't be there for them all the time or do our best but there's a being who without doubt is the Perfect, the Best Care taker, Provider, the Best Guide, the Most Forgiving, the Most Merciful and the Eternal who is there looking out for each one of us, so who better to ask to take care of people we love than Him.

Maybe love isn't what we've read about,

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It's not about the flowers and the promises

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It's not about the kisses or the hugs.

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Sometimes love is a friend who stays,

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Sometimes, love is someone who chooses you

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It's that person who listens to you at 2am when the entire world is asleep,

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It's that person who truly loves you even when you tasted of chaos and pain.

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Such a beautiful way to put it in words. Death is indeed the ultimate reality.

I paint what’s ahead of me in my favorite colours; of a family I’m yet to make, children that I’m yet to love and call mine, someone who’d shoulder my pain and hold me in my weakest and stand by me in my strongest, books that I’m yet to write and let the world read, secrets that I’m yet to free myself from and breath in relief, a better and kinder version of myself I’m yet to become. And when I take a moment to admire what I’ve painted, I see... my drawing that sketched my entire life 𝘚𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭. ‘What’s next?’ I wondered although aware of the answer which was the only truth in the dream I painted; Death. And the beauty of everything I had painted had to end, because no matter how much of pretty colours I used to make what’s ahead of me beautiful, it wasn’t worth it unless I used to them to make what was 𝘈𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 of all that I had planned beautiful. For what’s this world other than a fleeting moment?

-her.moonlit.world

“Memory blurs, that’s the point. If memory didn’t blur you wouldn’t have the fool’s courage to do things again, again, again, that tear you apart.”

— Joyce Carol Oates, from We Were the Mulvaneys (Plume, 1997)

Hope. When I talk about hope I want you to imagine yourself in the belly of a whale, I want you to imagine being thrown into a fire or standing before the vast sea and behind you is your enemy who won’t pity taking away your life, I want you to imagine siblings that throw you away into a well, or a sickness that pushed everyone you loved away, I want you to imagine grieving over losing someone you never really lost or imagine yourself running from one mountain to another in desperate need of water, I want you to imagine being abused by the tyrant of tyranny and being tied a rock and beaten until you denounce their faith. Where is hope? It is found with Him. It is found in most hopeless of moments I’d say. None of them knew He was going to help but their faith made them hope and never did they waver. There was possibility even within the impossibe situation. Hope is never lost even though it may perhaps seem. There is an rescue no matter what. And the only light until then is hope. So hope.

-her.moonlit.world