You see, I'm not that tough. I'm just wearing this phony strength for these past few years. With that phony smile. And that phony words, "I'm perfectly okay". The moment when I'm totally honest to myself is when I cry and share everything with My Rabb. That is the moment when I feel like myself. Naked. Juat me and my tears. Have nothing to hide.
Robbana aatina miladunka rahmatan wa hayyi' lanaa min amrinaa rosyada..
And I believe Allah will always help me to get through everything. Allah always does.
Amin.
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hang on there sis! u got all of us here :))
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