I am trying not to get depressed, to not give up hope. I keep telling myself that Allah is sufficient, but the shaitan whispers to me that maybe my sins will prevent my prayers from being answered. But I have faith in Allah that he wll relieve me of my stress and give me what I ask. Or even better than that. I lived in a muslim country for 3 years and it became my home. I was very content there, spoiled by the public calls of prayer and the unabated, uncompromising wearers of hijab. I had begun to learn arabic language, my children were happy and at peace. Now I don’t know why I left. I know my reasons were important at the time. I assumed that what I had to do would take months. It’s going on close to a year now.
When I first came back here to america, I was culture shocked. The fast pace, the rudeness, the consumerism. I felt so strange. My kids asked me every week when were we leaving. I always thought that they missed here, missed the burgers, walmart, toys-r-us, ect. But surprisingly they were disgusted by the lack of what we all miss… Islam.
Ana sa arja’u qareeban insha’allah.
There are some good places to live… pockets, very tiny, but good nonetheless. I understand what you mean though – it is definitely culture shock!
It’s so nice to have the deen in the mainstream.
I lived in Pakistan for five years and I too got the call to prayer right through my window every day. It took me 2 years before I finally gave into it but when I did it opened a new dimension to my character
I missed the UK so bad before I turned to Islam
I have come back now and despite the ruins the country is in, it beckons me ever so much every day
Stick with it and eventually it will become a part of you. Its easy to say but trust me – it takes time.
The years of western society takes years to remove and if it was so easy you would never have gone. You was looking for a sacrifice and you did it. Don’t look for an easy way out as there is none – Keep your chin up for your family at least and when you die you will know if it was worth it
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