“Regret is not in my dictionary, but forgiveness is all over it,because Allah(Swt) said, ‘Have mercy on mankind,and I will have mercy on you’ .”


Half-Marathon; Or, How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love My Body

I can relate!!!

The Z-Axis

I’ve never told anyone these things. My parents, my sister, my friends – no one. So heads up. You’re the first to know.

For the last few years, I have grown, slowly but steadily, to despise the way my body looks.

When I was a kid, I was always told how skinny I was. I didn’t break fifty pounds until I was eight years old. In high school I was always the smallest – height and weight – of my friends. I grew up knowing, somehow, intuitively, that ‘being skinny’ was something good, that it was something I should maintain. In high school, that belief was confirmed and reinforced by magazines, friends who were constantly ‘dieting’, and my school’s insistence on athletic rigor and social ostracism of students who didn’t fit the body ideal. But I was always warned that, as a woman, ‘my time would come’, I would have kids…

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Somali : Hadday degdegsiinyo door dhalaan, kaadsiinyana kiish lacagay dhalaan
Translation : Haste can give birth to a bit of money ( a small benefit), patience to a bag of it.

Patience , exactly what I need and lack ninety percent of my decision making moments. I tend to be very strong about my stand which usually results in me making hasty decisions .Ass-uming for the most part , my lines are already drawn before there is even a problem.

I feel like I am always rushing , on the go. All the time. Why?. I don’t have any children.

Libaax nin aan aqoon baa lax ka rida : Only he who does not know a lion ( and therefore is not afraid of him) can take a sheep from him ( i.e. sometimes ignorance can be useful).