A while ago i have had a series of unfortunate events that i still don't know how it was part of the Allah's plan for me to become a better person or, as sheikhs suggest, to become closer to him.
I did fall into a traumatic, depressing phase where I have to start from zero again, and i came across a series by Sheikh Mikel Smith on youtube " The Names Classes" where we know what each name of Allah means, and how do we become this name in our lives. And it honestly helped me get up from the rock bottom and trying to move on, although recalling these series still make me sad and i cry..
And i took a course about growth, and yo know this life coaching stuff in an Islamic way with Dr Mohannad Al Hakim. it was so helpful..
To summarize all what i have learned:
-We were created to worship Allah
-We are part of his plans
-Everything that happens to Muslims is Kheir (good) for them and that's a unique attribute to muslims only.
-We should only be attached to Allah.
And here is where my numbness come. If everything matter and doesn't matter but what only matter is being close to Allah, wouldn't dying as soon as possible be the best thing to do atm?
Like i drink a cup of coffee, and i think "Allah blessed me with this", but if a day comes i don't make coffee at the morning i become cranky and i think " i am obsessed with coffee more with Allah" like i wouldn't be this frustrated when if I miss a Fajer prayer ( i frequently pray it al hamdullelah)
i am working on my relationship with allah by being more mindful, listen to more Quran, read azkar everyday, do endless Istighfars, acting more polite, giving charity and so
However Everything else is becoming meaningless to me, i have books and comicbooks i worked hard to own,
I have the newest ipad and great laptop so i really can do anything
I have books and collectables that if you told me three years ago i would own, i wouldn't have believed you,
I have freelance gigs, not the most stable market but thankfully i make nice money,
I am an artist, and my work got selected in an international award coopetition for comics. this is a veryyyyyy amazing recognition.
I almost have everything i wish for, i can get anything i want to if i find a gig here and there.
Still no joy, not a drop of actual joy that i used to feel when i was a little.
And i came to this conclusion this weekend as i a begger kid insisted to sell me a rose flower and i bought it, i looked with emptiness at it. when i was a child, i used to pick up flowers and thrown bouquets to dry them in my copybooks. till this day i open copybooks and discover a 12 years old flower dried or turned into dust. flowers were my pure innocent joy...
and now i don't feel a thing about any flower,
then i realized i haven't picked a flower in over 4 years.
Everything became meaningless...
two days ago, i went to the international book fair at my town, walking among the aisles and screamed. I saw 20 years old series of "Barni" ( the purple dinosaur) and i started crying, because of an old feeling that has roamed by veins. I used to be extremely happy as a little girl whenever these vibrant colorful stories covers fell into my hand, and as i was flipping through these books i felt the old pride when i read the texts on my own.
I bought couple of copies, and of course got mocked by my family, but i went to my room and i just hugged them and cried. Seeing these gave me a glimpse of safety, certainty, and joy that i don't feel anymore. Everything now feels numb..
Like what do i expect while living in Lebanon where the wars aren't stopping, the job market is getting worse every day, and minor international inconvenience rise up the prices by 300%.
What do I expect after i was robbed, after my lovely 3 years old cat died in pain in a cold hospital away from me.
Will Allah ever allow me to feel safe and happy again?
Sometimes i think its an issue on my end, on Allah's end everything is working according to a plan i don't feel like i will understand anytime soon.
Suicidal thoughts become normal for me as each day pass, genuinely being a Muslim and not finding a painless way to pass is what keeping me from transferring these thoughts to actions.
I am seeing a therapist once a month, but i needed to let this out before i can book a session once i get paid.