Bangyou'redeade
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- Aug 13, 2010
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Since I was 14 I have questioned my religion, I found things to be unfair because I am a girl. Going out with my friends are an issue with my parents. I have to keep my head down and take whatever is thrown at me, it's ridiculous. It's going way too far and I just can't take it anymore.
My father is an Irish convert who has belief but doesn't practise as much as he would love to. My mother is a Moroccan born Muslim and extremely proud of her heritage. When I was 17 I was going out with a Moroccan/English boy for about over a year, we broke up due to my lack of freedom. Around this time my dad wanted to have a talk with me and my two sisters because my mother was complaining about us. Saying especially to me that 'my heart has become hard and cold'. During this time I was irritable, depressed and lost interest in everything, my artwork also suffered as I don't feel the love or happiness around it that I once did. And they were noticing.
My dad sat me and my sisters on the table and asked us 'are you a muslim?' they both said as, I said no. How can I call myself a muslim? I don't follow the 5 pillars, I only fast during ramadan to keep my mother happy, so why be so hypocritical to call myself that? my dad wasn't angry to my surprise, he was disappointed but he didn't react how I thought he would. He just told me that over time, when Im ready I might regain my faith. It's my mother that's the problem.
She continues to ask me, 'when are you going to start praying?' I feel like screaming at her that I wont! she can even see for herself that every time she asks me I either leave the room or I ignore her!
I don't know when she will realise, I think she's too damn proud or that she is just too scared to face reality that not everyone believes or thinks the way she does, and I am so happy that I don't!
What should I do? I'm tired of this.
My father is an Irish convert who has belief but doesn't practise as much as he would love to. My mother is a Moroccan born Muslim and extremely proud of her heritage. When I was 17 I was going out with a Moroccan/English boy for about over a year, we broke up due to my lack of freedom. Around this time my dad wanted to have a talk with me and my two sisters because my mother was complaining about us. Saying especially to me that 'my heart has become hard and cold'. During this time I was irritable, depressed and lost interest in everything, my artwork also suffered as I don't feel the love or happiness around it that I once did. And they were noticing.
My dad sat me and my sisters on the table and asked us 'are you a muslim?' they both said as, I said no. How can I call myself a muslim? I don't follow the 5 pillars, I only fast during ramadan to keep my mother happy, so why be so hypocritical to call myself that? my dad wasn't angry to my surprise, he was disappointed but he didn't react how I thought he would. He just told me that over time, when Im ready I might regain my faith. It's my mother that's the problem.
She continues to ask me, 'when are you going to start praying?' I feel like screaming at her that I wont! she can even see for herself that every time she asks me I either leave the room or I ignore her!
I don't know when she will realise, I think she's too damn proud or that she is just too scared to face reality that not everyone believes or thinks the way she does, and I am so happy that I don't!
What should I do? I'm tired of this.