You remember the post on the mouse in my house? Well he's still here! My roomie and I gave him the name of Stuart Little... lol Just like the movie!
I honest can't kill him. Even though I've caught him multiple times trying to sneak in to my room, and I yelled at him to not even dare think of it, I just can't. I'm not particularly afraid of mice in general. He eats the basement bugs which is a huge plus for me! I'm sick of seeing centipedes crawling in my room, so WELCOME HOME STUART!
Honestly, I tried to kill him before. I though I squashed him between the walk and some cardboard boxes but I was mistaken. I felt bad at first but when I saw that he survived I was happy. He's now my neglected house pet hahahahah because I don't feed him nor do I give him water. He still has to leave!
What a day!
For some odd reason I feel very sleepy in busses... Haha random fact! No, like I explained in my previous post I have sleeping problems, so I feel very comfy cozy in the bus where it relaxes my body into sleep mode. Well, I took the rest of the afternoon catching up on well needed sleep and slept for a good 10 hours. Oh ya! I woke up this morning at 5am to start my day on the right foot.
Today I started with a lovely homemade latté where I warmed up some almond milk on the stove top and added it to my Tassimo expresso. Let me just say that I love my Tassimo coffee maker. From there I added about a tablespoon of Rolo Nesquick syrup with 2 teaspoons of sugar. I know, your probably thinking that that's a whole lot of sugar and you are right, but I needed a quick energy boost to sharpen my mind, my thoughts on my goals and enhance my focus on my workout.
I remember when I could drink 4 cups of coffee in a day and still could fall asleep on time to wake up at 4am. Gotta love the student life! I honestly can't do that anymore... I'll just burn out by the third day. Now, I can only drink coffee before 10am or else I won't be able to sleep for a day and a half. I guess I needto build up a tolerance to it. OR NOT! Lol too much coffee is really not good for the body. Think: Health habits! I got this!
Moving along, I had an all-vegan day successfully. I almost bought pizza. I resisted. Also I did 2 hours of cardio workout which I feel oh so proud of myself for doing. InshaAllah I will see some great results in the upcoming weeks if not days. Not gonna lie, I could of adding in some squats and lunges but I'm taking baby steps in this right now. I hope that tomorrow I'll be able to use the stationary bike for an hour. My goal is to bike 1 hour every day, for 6 days out of the week... It would eventually add up to about 100km a week.
That's all for now, stay tuned for more!
Take care & InshaAllah khair
Duni
Today I started with a lovely homemade latté where I warmed up some almond milk on the stove top and added it to my Tassimo expresso. Let me just say that I love my Tassimo coffee maker. From there I added about a tablespoon of Rolo Nesquick syrup with 2 teaspoons of sugar. I know, your probably thinking that that's a whole lot of sugar and you are right, but I needed a quick energy boost to sharpen my mind, my thoughts on my goals and enhance my focus on my workout.
I remember when I could drink 4 cups of coffee in a day and still could fall asleep on time to wake up at 4am. Gotta love the student life! I honestly can't do that anymore... I'll just burn out by the third day. Now, I can only drink coffee before 10am or else I won't be able to sleep for a day and a half. I guess I need
Moving along, I had an all-vegan day successfully. I almost bought pizza. I resisted. Also I did 2 hours of cardio workout which I feel oh so proud of myself for doing. InshaAllah I will see some great results in the upcoming weeks if not days. Not gonna lie, I could of adding in some squats and lunges but I'm taking baby steps in this right now. I hope that tomorrow I'll be able to use the stationary bike for an hour. My goal is to bike 1 hour every day, for 6 days out of the week... It would eventually add up to about 100km a week.
That's all for now, stay tuned for more!
Take care & InshaAllah khair
Duni
Good Things Happen On Mondays
So it's Monday morning, I feel great even with the lack of sleep. I know a lot of people hate Mondays but thats mainly due to hating their life to be quite frank. Sorry! I'm starting off this day with new goals to bettering myself and I truly believe everyone should do the same. Kinda like setting new personal goals or an early "New Year's Resolution". I've been having difficulty staying on track of my goals and I haven't accomplished much them as I should have due to stress and anxiety, lack of confidence and lack of focus. InshaAllah, I hope to change that in the upcoming months. I'm really setting out to finding a remedy for my overall sluggishness.
I have sleeping problems like insomnia and anxiety. I know they both go hand in hand. So, I have come up with a solution, hopefully a cure for myself. Since I dabbed into holistic remedies, I have come across many detox teas that I easy make at home. The most common one is cinnamon and honey tea. But knowing me, I will go the extra mile and do a full blown detox tea that will inshaAllah help me and all my problem. Almost like that "magic" pill that gets rid of all problems. Hahaha. A funny concoction, if I may say so, made up of green tea, cinnamon, ginger, cumin, kolongi and honey. It tastes like spicy rice pudding with nutmeg lol. Well it's not that palatable, so I've convinced myself that it is I suppose.
Another thing, I'm waaaaaaay over weight, that's not due to over eating, it's high cortisol levels, high stress, lack of sleep type problem. So my solution, along with my medical bush-tea, I will change my diet and do regular exercise. Pump my lymphatic system! As well, I will be taking vitamin B12. I've made my decision based on previous astonishing results. I'm going plant based vegan. So no meat, no dairy. I have done lots of research and tested many theories, and I truly believe this will help my body lose weight efficiently and effectively.
For obvious reasons, rice and bananas will be a staple in my dietary regime. Plenty of studies have proven that rice is extremely nutritious and can actually reverse diabetes and obesity. I'm not a medical doctor... but it was doctors that have proven these theories like in the early 1900s. Back then, doctors actually cared about curing disease and finding medical solutions, now they only care about money and pill-pushing.
Ok so that's 2 problems down: Sleeping and weight loss
Now onto financial problems... Let me just be the first to say that I really suck at saving money. No honestly, I really do. I was never taught the importances of having a budget or saving money growing up. Honestly! This is an essential part of basic survival. So I've come up with a plan. I will have a more strict budget that I hope and pray InshaAllah will work for me. I've called it the jar method. Basically, I will be putting money in jars for different wants & needs. I want to start a business, so that's one jar to save up for materials and merchandise. The second jar, will be for hair, skin care and makeup I want to invest in... I'm really a minimalist lol I don't want drawers full of makeup just a case with essentials for hair and skin care plus a few makeup items. I like quality, so I know it will be expensive. Third and final jar, I guess will be my emergency savings. I figured for every $100 I get I will save 60% (after rent is paid and bus fare & food is purchased). So 20% goes in each jar.
I think these problem all work together, taking a toll on me physically, mentally and emotionally. So, I hope this plan will fix things for me. I'm feeling very optimistic. I'm open to any & all suggestions really, so leave your comments.
Take care & InshaAllah khair
Duni
I have sleeping problems like insomnia and anxiety. I know they both go hand in hand. So, I have come up with a solution, hopefully a cure for myself. Since I dabbed into holistic remedies, I have come across many detox teas that I easy make at home. The most common one is cinnamon and honey tea. But knowing me, I will go the extra mile and do a full blown detox tea that will inshaAllah help me and all my problem. Almost like that "magic" pill that gets rid of all problems. Hahaha. A funny concoction, if I may say so, made up of green tea, cinnamon, ginger, cumin, kolongi and honey. It tastes like spicy rice pudding with nutmeg lol. Well it's not that palatable, so I've convinced myself that it is I suppose.
Another thing, I'm waaaaaaay over weight, that's not due to over eating, it's high cortisol levels, high stress, lack of sleep type problem. So my solution, along with my medical bush-tea, I will change my diet and do regular exercise. Pump my lymphatic system! As well, I will be taking vitamin B12. I've made my decision based on previous astonishing results. I'm going plant based vegan. So no meat, no dairy. I have done lots of research and tested many theories, and I truly believe this will help my body lose weight efficiently and effectively.
For obvious reasons, rice and bananas will be a staple in my dietary regime. Plenty of studies have proven that rice is extremely nutritious and can actually reverse diabetes and obesity. I'm not a medical doctor... but it was doctors that have proven these theories like in the early 1900s. Back then, doctors actually cared about curing disease and finding medical solutions, now they only care about money and pill-pushing.
Ok so that's 2 problems down: Sleeping and weight loss
Now onto financial problems... Let me just be the first to say that I really suck at saving money. No honestly, I really do. I was never taught the importances of having a budget or saving money growing up. Honestly! This is an essential part of basic survival. So I've come up with a plan. I will have a more strict budget that I hope and pray InshaAllah will work for me. I've called it the jar method. Basically, I will be putting money in jars for different wants & needs. I want to start a business, so that's one jar to save up for materials and merchandise. The second jar, will be for hair, skin care and makeup I want to invest in... I'm really a minimalist lol I don't want drawers full of makeup just a case with essentials for hair and skin care plus a few makeup items. I like quality, so I know it will be expensive. Third and final jar, I guess will be my emergency savings. I figured for every $100 I get I will save 60% (after rent is paid and bus fare & food is purchased). So 20% goes in each jar.
I think these problem all work together, taking a toll on me physically, mentally and emotionally. So, I hope this plan will fix things for me. I'm feeling very optimistic. I'm open to any & all suggestions really, so leave your comments.
Take care & InshaAllah khair
Duni
Things People Don't Understand
I think it's time I open up about a severe problem that effect people in the world. Obviously it's something normal in the muslim world but still hides in the shadows of unknown. It's that little something you saw in the corner of your eye but when you look it's nothing. It's the life-like dreams and waking up completely (but momentarily) paralyzed. The whispering. Oh and if you tell anyone they will think/say you're crazy. You can't necessarily watch scary movies because you've lived something of the sort and explaining yourself would make you sound... crazy. It's the moving cloud-like shadows you see in the corners of your room at night when you are in bed. It's the unexplained foot steps & creeks you hear in the house when your either alone or everyone is in a different part of the house. Have you ever felt the hairs on the left side of body stand up? Like having random inexplicable goosebumps on a random part of your body...
Yeah, I know it sounds pretty creepy, it really is, but it's a reality too!
A lot of non-Muslims call these things ghost. However, in Islam there's no such thing. It's actually Jinn. These are being made of smoke-less fire that live among us everyday. We cannot see them however they can see us. Yup, that's right! Right now, even as you are reading this you have them all around. They can be good or bad, Muslim, Christian, Jewish or polytheist.
If you're Muslim you shouldn't be afraid. After all we have a whole chapter in the Qur'an dedicated to them, Jinn. Just make sure you don't have ANY pictures displayed in your home and recite the entire Qur'an in your household ever month. Prayer, Dhikr, Religious fasting, Adkar As-Sabah & Al-Masae. And you're good to go... or maybe you will start to see real creepy changes in your environment. May Allah protect you all Ameen! If you do have problems with Jinn (also known as the Unseen) you should contact a Roqi that is on the Sunnah. But beware of who you seek help from, they could be sorcerers in disguise too.
I can't say the same for anyone pertaining to other faiths. Sorry. I am actually being serious. Those movies about exorcism, possessions, hauntings all start of by saying "based on true facts". In other words, the producer is saying: "this is true events but because of the graphic nature of this movie, we wouldn't want you to question the Truths of Life sending you into mass panic." Oh yeah, those movies on voodoo & witchcraft (I'm not talking about Harry Potter folks... that's fantasy), that stuff really exist and yes it does affect everyday people.
Now, some crazy people like to go "Ghost Hunting". They make shows about it on TV. Little do they know what they are looking for, they actually can find in there bathroom, lol, their home. Most of the things you see on these shows are fake anyways. The Jinn live in dirty places, abandoned homes,cities and ruins. Places where the name of Allah is not announced. For muslim household, this is in the bathroom... I can only imagine where they are for non-muslims. Scary.
Some people reading this may say "I don't believe what you're tell me!" Well, thats normal because you have never had an encounter and you should be say Alhamdulillah for that blessing! But I have had encounters on several occasions. Being that I'm muslim things finally make sense and I'm grateful to have the knowledge & resources to deal with Jinn problems. I'm not possessed people! Relax! I'm simply extremely aware of my surroundings and of people with affliction!
In Islam, Muslims know about Ayn, Hassad & Sihr (evil eye, Envy & Magic). These are really bad things. So bad that it is a major sin and could possibly land you in Hell-Fire.
There are ways of protecting yourself from it too: Praying regularly, making Istighfar, reading duaas for protection, being thankful & grateful for what you have, being a well-wisher towards others, not practising magic nor seeking aid from those who do, do not be jealous of others,
DO NOT BRAG ABOUT YOUR LIFE
AND HOW GREAT IT IS ONLY TO
RUB IT IN PEOPLE'S FACES.
These are only to name a few, but keep in mind that it is not meant to affect everyone. Imagine, saying a simple Bismillah before you eat, clothe, undress, open gifts, etc. can protect you! Only the chosen from Allah Subhana Wa Ta'Ala get these kinds of problems. Now before you think I'm trying to portray these things as being something to achieve and be proud of having... Uhmm no that's not it! Keep in mind Allah afflicts those that HE Loves most with a calamity only to bring them closer to HIM (there are different degrees of calamities... these kinds of afflictions are very different than global 3rd world problems). And keep in mind that Allah does not place a burden too grand on HIS servant and the slightest of pain removes sins.
I find a lot of people who are afraid of getting Ayn because they are givers of Ayn themselves.
And a lot of good people that come from difficult walks of life
fall prey to jealous eyes because of their
good & understanding nature.
May Allah Protect us from the harm of the Unseen. Ameen
May Allah keep us firm upon the deen. Ameen
May Allah Forgive us for our sins. Ameen
May Allah Protect us & keep away from us anyone of ill intentions. Ameen
May Allah Surround us with people that want good for us in this life and the Akhira. Ameen
May Allah Guide us to Him. Amen
Take care & InshaAllah khair
Duni
Duni
House Problems
I've run into a little house problem. It's nothing frightening to me but it's annoying...
I've got a mouse in my house! Literally seen in with my own eyes in my room. It just casually walked out of my closet like he was getting some fresh air. LOL. I've heard him before, like in the ceiling but it actually got the nerve to make an appearance in my room. OMG what will my roomie say about this? Hahaha I'm sure she's gonna freak! It's a small little creature... like 2.5 inches big miskeen.
It ran back in my closet... So I hope it goes back the way it came!
La hawla wala qowatta illah billah
Take care & InshaAllah khair
Duni
I've got a mouse in my house! Literally seen in with my own eyes in my room. It just casually walked out of my closet like he was getting some fresh air. LOL. I've heard him before, like in the ceiling but it actually got the nerve to make an appearance in my room. OMG what will my roomie say about this? Hahaha I'm sure she's gonna freak! It's a small little creature... like 2.5 inches big miskeen.
It ran back in my closet... So I hope it goes back the way it came!
La hawla wala qowatta illah billah
Take care & InshaAllah khair
Duni
Where Is Everyone?
I just just noticed that my blog got 401k Google+ likes... But honestly where is everyone? No one is reading my blog. No followers yet. Let me guess, you are all being shy with me eh? Well don't be!!! It's would be nice to know that my blog gets read by people from all walks of life, motivating me to continue blogging.
Don't be shy anymore ok! Comment, like & share... And follow!
Take care & InshaAllah khair
Duni
Don't be shy anymore ok! Comment, like & share... And follow!
Take care & InshaAllah khair
Duni
So What Happened?
Alrighty, I've been gone for a hot minute.
Right off the bat:
Right off the bat:
- I'm no longer married to the guy from KSA... long story short, he abandoned me. Yeah I know right- not cool. Allah will take care of him. But whatever I'm good and things happen for good reasons.
- I'm organizing myself; working on my goals.
- I'm working my way to being a Certified Holistic Hijama Therapist.
- I'm focussing on me, myself and I.
Please don't get the above twisted. Everything in life gives us the opportunity to grow and learn. In a year, I've learnt a lot about myself like :
- my tolerance levels,
- being open and honest with people around me,
- live in a land of NFGs (no f* given) when people try to feed me nonsense,
- knowing what I want in life and never settling for less,
- not lowering my standards,
- being high maintenance is not a bad thing,
- learning to say no,
- if you want something done do it yourself
- not entertaining drama level 9000
I understand that we live in a world where no one is there to save you, but Allah Subhana Wa Ta'Ala definitely sent me people because I would not have survived this year without these particular individuals. Other than that, I've been well... for the most part.
Will I ever marry again?
I don't see the point... that's where I'm at right now in my life in regards to the marriage topic. It's a Sunnah, I've attempted it and currently deemed it, I guess, not my cup of tea... I've moved on to coffee now so to speak. I want to be all about myself and not worry about anyone else. InshaAllah, Allah has better plans for me.
I'm happy, not satisfied with current accommodations but that's ok. I have an awesome roommate and we get along so well Alhamdulillah. She's awesome!
That's all you need to know for now. But more is coming inshaAllah, I have a few interesting stories and ongoing dramas to tell you all about so stay tuned!
Take care & InshaAllah khair
Duni
I Can't Handle my Life Anymore
Today was a hard day. I just found out that my new landlady’s building doesn’t accept social assistance. That really sucks, so now I’m back to square one on finding a new apartment… At least i have some breathing room to get my head on straight. I have really sunk into depression and despair so to speak. My anxiety and stress is at an all time high. I don’t feel like eating nor do I have appetite. I just want to sleep all day. It’s not to say that I’m having a pity party but I just can’t handle my life at the moment. I can’t handle being an adult I guess. This is a big test from Allah Subhana Wa Ta’Ala. I know I’ve already failed it too.
My previous landlady that evicted me is asking for me to pay for month of April. Did she really think she could pull a fast one on me? Does she not know I’m like 2 weeks ahead of her? LOL. She really thinks she’s so slick but behind her fake smile and seemingly sympathizing eyes, is a liar and a cheat. She thought she could evict me without a letter and give me only a 2 week notice. She must really think I’m weak and stupid. I’m a nice and good person but don’t think you can step on my head. AND even if she tries to take me to a small claims court she will lose. I have the eviction letter i made her sign lol and the rent receipts she refused to give me. It’s funny because I gave her a solution to getting rent money and she refused given me some BS answer that she wants to renovated… which you can’t evict someone for. And even if she didn’t sign the eviction notice I wrote out for her the she requested (because she didn’t want to give me one… I guess she thought I would leave quietly lol jokes on her). I wouldn’t have left if she didn’t sign the notice… which she only signed 5 days before I had to leave.
I’m not one to make a fuss over certain things, even when I know its an injustice. I just go with the flow, because I have my own plan in my head that is just and I know that Allah is the best of Planners. If someone wants to do an injustice on me, I know Allah will reward them for their intentions. I basically leave it in the hands of Allah. Like even where I live now… If I were to get kicked out, I leave it with Allah.
If you see a muslim going through hardship and you try to take advantage of that muslim don’t expect KHAIR/good. However, if you alleviate a hardship from a muslim, a hardship will be alleviated off of you. These people that evicted me need to fear Allah! How can they see I’m going through a hard time and evict me when I even found them a solution. I got evicted just before Ramadan SubhanaAllah! What a great thing to do *sacarsm*.
Take Care & InshaAllah Khair
Duni
The Latest News
Things haven’t been the greatest this past month. Just going through a sever financial crunch. The husband quit his job. It’s understandable, his employer was not respecting him. But the thing is that he wasn’t looking for work and that’s what worried me. I was already facing eviction and I had no money for food. He didn’t know he didn’t want to support me.
I was stressed, I had high anxiety and depression kicking-in in over drive. I was still very new to the city, this cut-throat city. Alhamdulillah my friends came to my rescue and helped me out the best they could do despite their personal problems and conditions. I feel so blessed that Allah sent them to me. They suggested for me to go on social assistance. Something I have never done before and never thought I would ever have to do. To be honest I’m a very prideful individual and to go on social assistance is considered very shameful and embarrassing. I feared what my friends would think of me. Will they look down on me? Will they truly understand what I’m going through? Will the dynamics of our friendship change? I really hope not. Now, you’re probably thinking if they are my friends they won’t think anything of it. But in my past experiences, people can get weird. I don’t want or need their pity.
If it wasn’t for my husband I wouldn’t be in this situation. All he had to do was pay the rent and communicate with me. Instead, he left me alone. I had begged him to give me some money for food. I’ve never beg anyone like that before. I had already gone 2 days without food. I couldn’t believe he didn’t care. I couldn’t believe this man acted like he didn’t know me. One day saying ‘I love you’ to the next day acting like he doesn’t know me because we are both in a trying time. SubhanaAllah. I called my Wali (my guardian), I told him my situation. I was going to be evicted and that I had no food. I told him what my husband has told me when I trying to reach out to him for help. My wali was shocked and told me that I should of come to him earlier. I told him I didn’t want to expose my husband. And that, as a wife, I need to have patience. But now things are really getting worse with my situation. My friends sent me money thankfully and also took me out to do groceries. My wali gave me $1,000 to use for rent. My landlords, however, wanted me out of their basement. It’s not like I was making noise or being disruptive, they just didn’t want me their anymore.
My wali called up the husband asking what’s going on. You know my guardian is a very very nice man. A very good man. I sees the best in everyone and he does his best to maintain the peace between couples. Two weeks go by, I don’t hear anything from my husband, no calls, no messages. It’s like he just disappeared. Can you imagine how it feels to be abandoned? He’s at his parents house all comfortable, eating good food and not having to worry about eviction. I don’t have the convenience of moving back home. My parents thoroughly expressed their hate for my religion. So now that 2 weeks have gone by, I notified my guardian to call the husband. My husband lied to him saying that he tried to call me. He never did. So I took it upon myself to contact his sisters to get him to call me. No success there, they acted indifferent. I then messaged the husband and asked for a divorce. I really wanted to show him the seriousness of my disapproval of his behaviour. I wanted to see his reaction, to get a rise out of him. Does he think I’m a doormat? Well let me tell you, the reaction I got just blew me away. All this time he was trying to find a way to prove that he didn’t have to support me. He got some information from his ‘friend’ in Canada saying that apparently the government will give me a house, food and money JUST LIKE THAT! I was shocked. He called my a liar, two faced and said I don’t deserve his love. But he didn’t want to divorce me. I was so enraged by the things he said, I told him off. I felt my heart implode. I wasn’t expecting an accusation… more like him telling me that he has been working hard these past 2 weeks to save up some money. I thought he was going to try and guilt trip me. Nope he had his intentions to reverse his guilt on me, all because I said to him ‘HasbiAllah wa n3amel wakeel’ which translates to ‘I really only on Allah, HE is all I need’. What do you expect me say when he disrespects me.. ‘my bad’?
Now that it’s been a few days since that episode. I actually wrote a letter of apology to him. I guess more like a ‘just divorce me because I don’t deserve you’ kind of letter. Reverse psychology if you will. I didn’t have internet so hopefully he will receive the letter later on during the day. I fell in love with the person he showed me but Allah exposed his true colours to me. Now, I don’t know what to do. My guardian doesn’t want to divorce me from him. He thinks things will work out. I told him that my previous marriage was a nightmare and that I will not go through that kind of torture and oppression again. I basically threatened my guardian saying that if my current husband thinks he can try me I will show him, that I know martial arts and the I will used it this time around! I was not about to be the ‘good muslim girl’ I once was. It’s going to be war.
I’m pretty much starting my home training right now. This Saudi Arabian will meet the wrath of a French Canadian- Jamaican. And just so we are clear on one thing, French Canadians and Jamaican have never lost any wars.
To end this on a brighter note, today is my 5 month marriage anniversary to my husband.
Take Care and InshaAllah Khair
Duni
All I Saw Was Red
Had my first "fight" with the husband today. Really it's over a "small" thing... But it's a big deal because it involves trust. Oh yes the big 'T' word.
So here's what happened. From the beginning.
As you well know my husband is born, raised and resides in KSA. Literally across the Atlantic ocean from me. So I can only rely on believing him and everything his says to me. I do trust my husband. But despite his reassurance of profound love for me, I'll still have an insane fear that he will marry a second wife. So he told me that he will be going to a wedding. His cousin's wedding and his sister told me so as well. He he told me that the wedding was yesterday and that he went, and it was good (I made this out of the broken English we use to communicate with each other).
But here's the thing, he didn't take any pictures of himself. I had asked for pictures of him because let's face it, seeing my husband in a white thobe (long white garment) and shamegh (typical Arab headdress) makes me crumble. But he didn't send me any. I thought this was strange. Deep in the back of my mind I'm thinking: 'Was this really his cousin's wedding, or is he hiding something?' Well this is my paranoia creeping up on me... almost like I'm hear voices (aka Shaytan, Aouthoobillah!). I suddenly, and out of the blue, check my What's App and turn to my contacts list. I see 2 of my husbands numbers ACTIVATED.
My heart starts pumping. I'm literally fighting the urge to freak out. All I could do was take screenshots, because we know screenshots don't lie. And I send them to him asking why does he have 2 What's App numbers activated. My head is spinning. I'm completely livid trying to keep my composure, trying to think logically. I'm literally fighting the crazy side of me. We've been married not even 4 months, how could this be possible? Why would he have 2 numbers on What's App? Could it be possible that he got married to a second wife? I'm trying to get a grip on reality but this thought, of my husband having a second wife, was eating me alive.
I storm to facebook, determined to catch him. There's no way this is happening a second time (I was divorced prior to this marriage... that's another story for later)! I thought things were going well. I'm being patient! I'm being understanding of the situation we are both facing with distance! What did I do that he could do this to me!? Do I bore him? I'm trying to put myself out there, way out of my comfort zone, just because he's my husband!
So I'm on Facebook, raiding his page. and I can't see his friends. I can see, however, his followers. And yes I see some girls. So with my trusty phone I take pictures of those girls' profile. I said to myself 'he's gonna have to delete them, if not, he's guilty!'
It was already late so I had to sleep, fighting the urge to cry. 'How could he do this to me!?' was repeatedly said over and over and over. But then it hit the crazy switch and all I saw was red. 'He's not going to be chatting on Facebook... No, no, he's online!' I storm to the same site where we met, created a fake account under some old email I can't even remember.
Jealousy is a sick twisted mixture of crack coccain, LSD, alcohol and Meth and I've never even taken drugs before.
I searched for his account. Found it! The satisfaction and a victory dance was practically beginning to take place within me. But then saw the date of last login... it was 4 months ago... When we got married.
Still hurt, now defeated. How could he have 2 numbers. I don't know about you but where I'm from that's like red flag for players. At this point, I'm crying in pain and agony. I thought to myself, I'm so pathetic and naive to think that I would ever remarry a too-good-to-be-true kind of guy. Like the man's practically perfect.
The next day I confronted him, since he pretty much laughed in my face (via What's App) that it's in fact his brother's number and not his. Accusing my of not trusting him. Ya, like no one has ever heard of that line before. Seeing that I'm not responding, he calls me on Facebook messenger. Let's just say there was a big miscommunication. Because we couldn't understand each other.
Later that day, I spoke with the sister-in-law. She and I are close, and I confide a lot in her. I told her the situation. She confirmed it was the other brother's number and not my husband's. I explained to her where I was coming from with my thoughts and actions. She understood and explained on her brothers behalf. She reassured me nothing is going on and that there's nothing to worry about. 'He's a good man, he loves you so much, you have to trust him'.
I asked her to explain to him for him to understand, if he ever were to talk to her about it. She knows we love each other. We just need to spend more time getting to know each other better, that's all.
And all of this miscommunication got me thinking... I need to learn arabic faster. I need to do this to understand my partner and meet him half way. I really hate problems. I rather find a solution. I hope he can forgive me for my overreaction.
Take Care & InshaAllah Khair
Duni
So here's what happened. From the beginning.
As you well know my husband is born, raised and resides in KSA. Literally across the Atlantic ocean from me. So I can only rely on believing him and everything his says to me. I do trust my husband. But despite his reassurance of profound love for me, I'll still have an insane fear that he will marry a second wife. So he told me that he will be going to a wedding. His cousin's wedding and his sister told me so as well. He he told me that the wedding was yesterday and that he went, and it was good (I made this out of the broken English we use to communicate with each other).
But here's the thing, he didn't take any pictures of himself. I had asked for pictures of him because let's face it, seeing my husband in a white thobe (long white garment) and shamegh (typical Arab headdress) makes me crumble. But he didn't send me any. I thought this was strange. Deep in the back of my mind I'm thinking: 'Was this really his cousin's wedding, or is he hiding something?' Well this is my paranoia creeping up on me... almost like I'm hear voices (aka Shaytan, Aouthoobillah!). I suddenly, and out of the blue, check my What's App and turn to my contacts list. I see 2 of my husbands numbers ACTIVATED.
My heart starts pumping. I'm literally fighting the urge to freak out. All I could do was take screenshots, because we know screenshots don't lie. And I send them to him asking why does he have 2 What's App numbers activated. My head is spinning. I'm completely livid trying to keep my composure, trying to think logically. I'm literally fighting the crazy side of me. We've been married not even 4 months, how could this be possible? Why would he have 2 numbers on What's App? Could it be possible that he got married to a second wife? I'm trying to get a grip on reality but this thought, of my husband having a second wife, was eating me alive.
I storm to facebook, determined to catch him. There's no way this is happening a second time (I was divorced prior to this marriage... that's another story for later)! I thought things were going well. I'm being patient! I'm being understanding of the situation we are both facing with distance! What did I do that he could do this to me!? Do I bore him? I'm trying to put myself out there, way out of my comfort zone, just because he's my husband!
So I'm on Facebook, raiding his page. and I can't see his friends. I can see, however, his followers. And yes I see some girls. So with my trusty phone I take pictures of those girls' profile. I said to myself 'he's gonna have to delete them, if not, he's guilty!'
It was already late so I had to sleep, fighting the urge to cry. 'How could he do this to me!?' was repeatedly said over and over and over. But then it hit the crazy switch and all I saw was red. 'He's not going to be chatting on Facebook... No, no, he's online!' I storm to the same site where we met, created a fake account under some old email I can't even remember.
Jealousy is a sick twisted mixture of crack coccain, LSD, alcohol and Meth and I've never even taken drugs before.
I searched for his account. Found it! The satisfaction and a victory dance was practically beginning to take place within me. But then saw the date of last login... it was 4 months ago... When we got married.
Still hurt, now defeated. How could he have 2 numbers. I don't know about you but where I'm from that's like red flag for players. At this point, I'm crying in pain and agony. I thought to myself, I'm so pathetic and naive to think that I would ever remarry a too-good-to-be-true kind of guy. Like the man's practically perfect.
The next day I confronted him, since he pretty much laughed in my face (via What's App) that it's in fact his brother's number and not his. Accusing my of not trusting him. Ya, like no one has ever heard of that line before. Seeing that I'm not responding, he calls me on Facebook messenger. Let's just say there was a big miscommunication. Because we couldn't understand each other.
Later that day, I spoke with the sister-in-law. She and I are close, and I confide a lot in her. I told her the situation. She confirmed it was the other brother's number and not my husband's. I explained to her where I was coming from with my thoughts and actions. She understood and explained on her brothers behalf. She reassured me nothing is going on and that there's nothing to worry about. 'He's a good man, he loves you so much, you have to trust him'.
I asked her to explain to him for him to understand, if he ever were to talk to her about it. She knows we love each other. We just need to spend more time getting to know each other better, that's all.
And all of this miscommunication got me thinking... I need to learn arabic faster. I need to do this to understand my partner and meet him half way. I really hate problems. I rather find a solution. I hope he can forgive me for my overreaction.
Take Care & InshaAllah Khair
Duni
The Broken Mirror
Have you ever just been so motivated and into something that you obsess over but never accomplish?
Growing up I was so ambitious. I had the world in the palm of my hand; I excelled in everything I've ever tried... And with distinction. Everyone had high hopes for me. I can admit, I'm a people pleaser. I wanted everyone to be proud of me. But then I realized I was doing things for everyone's sake but my own. When I would try to do something for myself, I would fail. That hurt so much. I'm very hard on myself because I felt like I had to uphold my honour and family name. To be the best of the best. I was like samurai.
I had the pressure of everyone to succeed and the pressure was so intense that it knocked me down. My parents became harder on me. My 'successful' life began to crumble. A lot of people were happy deep down inside of my continuous failures. And to be honest, the bright, strong and fearless girl I once was became dime, weak, scared.
I'm now afraid of failure as well as success. I haven't been able to finish projects, I lack commitment. It's not that I've lost my ambitions, I lost drive. The mentor that I once had use to be my hero but as I got older I realized he was just a villain in disguise. That was a hard blow to the heart.
Four years later, I've lived in fear on my own, surviving off of prayers. I've been trying to build up the brick wall of strength, honour & pride... But this time in my name, for me. I look back and I honestly can't believe I'm alive and that I've made it this far. I've got nothing, yet to me, it's something other wished I didn't have. Just as those who pray to see me fail, are surprised, I too share the bewilderment. Like everyone else, I have my ups and downs. I get panic attacks, nervous breakdowns and anxiety. But something tells me everything is going to be ok. It's like an echo saying: "take it easy, it's part of the plan".
That is my faith talking to me. My greatest strength. My longest and only commitment in life. Alhamdulillah.
Duni
Growing up I was so ambitious. I had the world in the palm of my hand; I excelled in everything I've ever tried... And with distinction. Everyone had high hopes for me. I can admit, I'm a people pleaser. I wanted everyone to be proud of me. But then I realized I was doing things for everyone's sake but my own. When I would try to do something for myself, I would fail. That hurt so much. I'm very hard on myself because I felt like I had to uphold my honour and family name. To be the best of the best. I was like samurai.
I had the pressure of everyone to succeed and the pressure was so intense that it knocked me down. My parents became harder on me. My 'successful' life began to crumble. A lot of people were happy deep down inside of my continuous failures. And to be honest, the bright, strong and fearless girl I once was became dime, weak, scared.
I'm now afraid of failure as well as success. I haven't been able to finish projects, I lack commitment. It's not that I've lost my ambitions, I lost drive. The mentor that I once had use to be my hero but as I got older I realized he was just a villain in disguise. That was a hard blow to the heart.
Four years later, I've lived in fear on my own, surviving off of prayers. I've been trying to build up the brick wall of strength, honour & pride... But this time in my name, for me. I look back and I honestly can't believe I'm alive and that I've made it this far. I've got nothing, yet to me, it's something other wished I didn't have. Just as those who pray to see me fail, are surprised, I too share the bewilderment. Like everyone else, I have my ups and downs. I get panic attacks, nervous breakdowns and anxiety. But something tells me everything is going to be ok. It's like an echo saying: "take it easy, it's part of the plan".
That is my faith talking to me. My greatest strength. My longest and only commitment in life. Alhamdulillah.
Duni
The Cure
So I mentioned in a previous post that I was very ill at one point this month and I nursed myself back to health. Well I did! No medication needed.
I caught shingles last October during a my very stressful ordeal of a divorce and I honestly didn't know what it was until afterwards. But I didn't go to the doctors, not to the hospital. I didn't take any medication neither. I simply had faith that I was going to be alright. I cleared up my system by eating clean and listening to Quranic Recitations throughout the night. I truly believe that the words of Allah Subhana wa Ta'Ala could heal me. And I still use that concept till this very day.
With the notion that Allah Heals All, with my strong faith and belief, I've done the same thing once again. I got an allergic reaction of some sort. I'm not quit sure what really went down but I think I got it from tomatoes. Now before you go cross tomatoes off your grocery list, let me explain what happened. So I had tomatoes that were going bad in the fridge (no doubt preparing for this fridged current weather) that I wanted to salvage because I had no other foods in my house but boring pasta. I wanted to make a fresh pasta sauce. So I cut off the bad parts, rinsed the rest under the water in order to wash the remaining spores and proceeded to make my pasta sauce (which was delicious by the way). I thought nothing of it, no reaction had begun so I thought I was in the clear. Well not until I woke up the very next day and couldn't talk with a very nasally voice. Pretty much coughing up a lung. The itchiness was unbearable! Clearly I had to google my itchy throat symptoms. No, I don't have cancer. I was in nursing so I know not to be overly dramatic about ailments. It stated that it was an allergic reaction to mold. This made me think immediately about the tomatoes.
Yes, I should of gone to the doctor's office for an antibiotic but I was honestly lazy about it. I didn't treat it like I was about to die. I read that I should have lemon tea, lots of sugars.... you know the basics vitamin C and stay hydrated kinda stuff. And so I did. But I was slowly getting sicker and sicker. So I continued to make my lemon tea, which did help the itchiness momentarily but it would come back. It was suggested to brush my teeth, tongue and roof of my mouth, which also helped momentarily. I resulted to salt water rinse which was most effective! That was for the itchy throat. The rest was basic, stay hydrated, sugar lemon tea and BLACK SEED????
Yes, I have added Prophetic Medicine in the mix: Black seeds. It is said that it is the cure for everything except death. And another great and highly recommended natural medicine: honey. Being that Islam is a lifestyle for me as well as eating a plant-based diet (not vegan diet... yes there's a difference), I'm trying to incorporate holistic methods in my life. It's healthier. They don't make medication the same way they use to. Before was actually to prevent sickness more now it's a money making business for pharmaceutical experiments.
I made at one point a ginger, cinnamon, clove, lemon and honey tea. It's not the best tasting, but it helped soothe my dry throat and congestion. It is said that fever is the touch of Shaytan, so I used sleep and Quranic recitations to get over that.
My husband, the miskeen, felt very helpless all the way out in KSA. He told me to go to the hospital to get antibiotics. But I know very well that in KSA, the slightest of ache people run to the hospital. I wasn't about to go through a minimum of 14 hour waiting game at the hospital when there are people with worse cases of sickness and emergencies than me. I wasn't about to go to the doctor's office either because it's too far and let's face it, it is way to cold outside and I'm not about to take a 1 hour trek by bus to get to a doctor's office. So I opted to stay home an cure myself since I am already a health-care professional. I did however explain to my worried husband that in the case that I actually do go to the hospital, that he should panic. Because it will take a lot for me to get there.
Now that I'm all better, I've created a black seed & honey concoction of my own and I have a spoonful everyday to keep the doctors forever away. Alhamdulillah ala kuli hal!
Take Care & InshaAllah Khair
Duni
So You Don't Work? What Happened?
Yup, I don't work! I'm done with that life. I've moved on to better things and concentrating on my health first and foremost.
I worked in an Out-bound call centre. Ya, not the greatest place but hey they hired me, a little niqabi, heck they would hire anyone off the streets too if they could. Yes, my workplace was and still is that desperate. I worked there for over a year and I was the last of my class to actually stay that long. Everyone else is off to better things in life and I was just sitting there slowly torturing myself, praying to get a break.
Well, the corruption started and I wasn't having it. The management was trying to change all the rules. They actually put conditions on our incentives and bonuses that MY CLASS had to fight for to receive.
Ya, could you believe they even tried to get me to pay for "jean day" 10 dollars? I was like do you see me ever wearing jeans (I'm a niqabi dressed in an abaya). When that didn't work they tried to get me to pay up for a "Christmas Diner". I was like, I'm a muslim and I don't celebrate Christmas, like c'mon. So they pushed again to say it's for a staff diner. I was like you already said it's a Christmas diner and my answer is no. BAM! They weren't happy. But get this now, when they finally had the "staff diner", we got a lousy PizzaPizza lunch with NO DRINK to go along with it. The management was claiming to have a budget cut. I was like, I'm sure Food Basic is selling a case of 24 assorted pops for like $5.99. There's about 50 people on the floor, are you tell me that management couldn't afford a decent staff diner with 500 dollars??? Give me a break!
Anyways, I didn't get into it. The workplace environment alone told you how that company ran things: Very cheap and unclean. Sorry except for management offices, boardrooms and washrooms. We got bed bugs during the summer and it took them 3 weeks before they actually did something about it. They NEVER and when I say never I mean NEVER vacuum the carpet floors. Even HR was in on the corruption. Like he didn't do anything to protect the staff's Rights. Alhamdulillah, they at least clean the washrooms... but do you know why? Because management has to use them too. So briefly, they couldn't care less about the actual staff. If you miss a day, they don't call you and ask where are you. Instead they will go up to your colleagues and ask about you. Talk about professionalism and integrity.
There was a manager there that would dress in the most skankiest of clothing EVER. And would try to threaten sending staff home if they dressed "inappropriately". They hired two dummies as team leads that can't work or do their jobs even if their life depended on it. I actually had to coach one of them on her basic human rights as a Canadian citizen. Because here in Canada, things are run differently than India. Can you believe she tried to treat me like garbage afterwards like abuse of authority against me? LOL I put her in her place immediately with a formal complaint to HR. Damn right! Here in Canada, a janitor gets the same respect and a CEO. Now take it in!
The Director of Operations told every one that they were replaceable. Oh I will never forget: "My name is Michelle and I'm the director of operations here..." with her finger in the air and rat's nest weave of hair, and in less than professional jeans and sweater get up. Please! Half the team quite that day hahahahahahahaha. Management also tried this once extremely scary point system thing... Like if you were late from break or to work you would be docked a certain amount of points. Well, it came to a point where, I really didn't care if they fired me. So I abused them just as they abused me. I was one of the best sales associate & Customer Reps. they had, so they couldn't get rid of me. It's not like they had many French agents on hand that spoke proper French and proper English. Because I didn't have the corporate looks I was never acknowledged for my efforts nor promoted.
But honestly, they were extremely happy and I was, when I left, because they violated so many labour laws, they couldn't touch me. They cowards would have to deal with a shit storm had they actually fired me LOL. I'm on to better things now Alhamdulillah. Always keep in mind, Allah Subhana wa Ta'Ala is Al-Rizaaq, The Provider.
Take Care and InshaAllah Khair
Duni
I worked in an Out-bound call centre. Ya, not the greatest place but hey they hired me, a little niqabi, heck they would hire anyone off the streets too if they could. Yes, my workplace was and still is that desperate. I worked there for over a year and I was the last of my class to actually stay that long. Everyone else is off to better things in life and I was just sitting there slowly torturing myself, praying to get a break.
Well, the corruption started and I wasn't having it. The management was trying to change all the rules. They actually put conditions on our incentives and bonuses that MY CLASS had to fight for to receive.
Ya, could you believe they even tried to get me to pay for "jean day" 10 dollars? I was like do you see me ever wearing jeans (I'm a niqabi dressed in an abaya). When that didn't work they tried to get me to pay up for a "Christmas Diner". I was like, I'm a muslim and I don't celebrate Christmas, like c'mon. So they pushed again to say it's for a staff diner. I was like you already said it's a Christmas diner and my answer is no. BAM! They weren't happy. But get this now, when they finally had the "staff diner", we got a lousy PizzaPizza lunch with NO DRINK to go along with it. The management was claiming to have a budget cut. I was like, I'm sure Food Basic is selling a case of 24 assorted pops for like $5.99. There's about 50 people on the floor, are you tell me that management couldn't afford a decent staff diner with 500 dollars??? Give me a break!
Anyways, I didn't get into it. The workplace environment alone told you how that company ran things: Very cheap and unclean. Sorry except for management offices, boardrooms and washrooms. We got bed bugs during the summer and it took them 3 weeks before they actually did something about it. They NEVER and when I say never I mean NEVER vacuum the carpet floors. Even HR was in on the corruption. Like he didn't do anything to protect the staff's Rights. Alhamdulillah, they at least clean the washrooms... but do you know why? Because management has to use them too. So briefly, they couldn't care less about the actual staff. If you miss a day, they don't call you and ask where are you. Instead they will go up to your colleagues and ask about you. Talk about professionalism and integrity.
There was a manager there that would dress in the most skankiest of clothing EVER. And would try to threaten sending staff home if they dressed "inappropriately". They hired two dummies as team leads that can't work or do their jobs even if their life depended on it. I actually had to coach one of them on her basic human rights as a Canadian citizen. Because here in Canada, things are run differently than India. Can you believe she tried to treat me like garbage afterwards like abuse of authority against me? LOL I put her in her place immediately with a formal complaint to HR. Damn right! Here in Canada, a janitor gets the same respect and a CEO. Now take it in!
The Director of Operations told every one that they were replaceable. Oh I will never forget: "My name is Michelle and I'm the director of operations here..." with her finger in the air and rat's nest weave of hair, and in less than professional jeans and sweater get up. Please! Half the team quite that day hahahahahahahaha. Management also tried this once extremely scary point system thing... Like if you were late from break or to work you would be docked a certain amount of points. Well, it came to a point where, I really didn't care if they fired me. So I abused them just as they abused me. I was one of the best sales associate & Customer Reps. they had, so they couldn't get rid of me. It's not like they had many French agents on hand that spoke proper French and proper English. Because I didn't have the corporate looks I was never acknowledged for my efforts nor promoted.
But honestly, they were extremely happy and I was, when I left, because they violated so many labour laws, they couldn't touch me. They cowards would have to deal with a shit storm had they actually fired me LOL. I'm on to better things now Alhamdulillah. Always keep in mind, Allah Subhana wa Ta'Ala is Al-Rizaaq, The Provider.
Take Care and InshaAllah Khair
Duni
Lifestyle Changes
So there's been a little bit of a drastic change in my life - I quite my job (... Well they were out to get me, besides I really hated that place), I changed my poor eating habits once and for all, and I started exercising.
I know I've been saying I will change and adopt better eating habits but lets face it, I was in a funk that I couldn't quite get out. It's been a month since I quit my job. I told my hubby that they fired me because I desperately didn't want/couldn't work for that horrid place anymore. How could I explain high anxiety, high stress and depression to my hubby? Let's just say I wasn't in the best of healthy conditions to work at that place anymore. Now that doesn't mean I won't work... just not there. My focus is elsewhere for now. I took me about a good 3 weeks of calming my body and mind. To actually relax. I'm one of those self-diagnosed kinda of people so I also self-medicate based on informed decision which are ONLY based on holistic remedies. Which leads me to explaining last weeks crazy head cold that I got.
Every year, I get this freak sickness out of no where (because I'm generally an extremely healthy person), where I refuse any medical help unless I feel like I'm dying. Well Alhamdulillah I wasn't dying nor feeling like I was! I had an itchy dry throat, congestion, headaches, ugly cough, runny & stuffy nose and a sore stomach. Somewhere in there I believe to have had a fever too. Well I'm better now ad that's all that counts. Throughout that whole ordeal I was extremely happy that I didn't have to go to work and I could nurse myself back to health. Alhamdulillah for resilience. And of course I would of loved to have someone to make me soup... but I made myself oatmeal.
I still have phlegm in my throat but I'm sure that will leave in time. I did however start back on my health kick with more vigour. I've been having my 3 square meals a day and I've started exercising. Isn't that exciting!? Well I'm feeling more determined. I just need to get a better sleeping pattern and not nap during the day. Any pointers for avoid sheer boredom in this freezing cold weather? Oh ya that's another thing... I don't like going outside... it's -26C. Like give me a break!
I'm really trying hard this time to actually stick to lifestyle change and adopt more holistic habits according to the Sunnah.
And what would a lifestyle change be without taking drastic measures to change. I dyed my hair a different color! I need change and I found it! I know this post is talking about a lot of things and not really giving great details it's because I want to explain in future post too. And if you have any questions feel free to comment down below.
Stay tuned!
Take Care & InshaAllah Khair
Duni
I know I've been saying I will change and adopt better eating habits but lets face it, I was in a funk that I couldn't quite get out. It's been a month since I quit my job. I told my hubby that they fired me because I desperately didn't want/couldn't work for that horrid place anymore. How could I explain high anxiety, high stress and depression to my hubby? Let's just say I wasn't in the best of healthy conditions to work at that place anymore. Now that doesn't mean I won't work... just not there. My focus is elsewhere for now. I took me about a good 3 weeks of calming my body and mind. To actually relax. I'm one of those self-diagnosed kinda of people so I also self-medicate based on informed decision which are ONLY based on holistic remedies. Which leads me to explaining last weeks crazy head cold that I got.
Every year, I get this freak sickness out of no where (because I'm generally an extremely healthy person), where I refuse any medical help unless I feel like I'm dying. Well Alhamdulillah I wasn't dying nor feeling like I was! I had an itchy dry throat, congestion, headaches, ugly cough, runny & stuffy nose and a sore stomach. Somewhere in there I believe to have had a fever too. Well I'm better now ad that's all that counts. Throughout that whole ordeal I was extremely happy that I didn't have to go to work and I could nurse myself back to health. Alhamdulillah for resilience. And of course I would of loved to have someone to make me soup... but I made myself oatmeal.
I still have phlegm in my throat but I'm sure that will leave in time. I did however start back on my health kick with more vigour. I've been having my 3 square meals a day and I've started exercising. Isn't that exciting!? Well I'm feeling more determined. I just need to get a better sleeping pattern and not nap during the day. Any pointers for avoid sheer boredom in this freezing cold weather? Oh ya that's another thing... I don't like going outside... it's -26C. Like give me a break!
I'm really trying hard this time to actually stick to lifestyle change and adopt more holistic habits according to the Sunnah.
And what would a lifestyle change be without taking drastic measures to change. I dyed my hair a different color! I need change and I found it! I know this post is talking about a lot of things and not really giving great details it's because I want to explain in future post too. And if you have any questions feel free to comment down below.
Stay tuned!
Take Care & InshaAllah Khair
Duni
It Hurts So Good!
Yesterday was my first massage therapy experience. All I can say is wow! Since I'm on this new holistic journey I thought to myself why not try some reflexology. No medication needed. My friend took me out to enjoy this one of kind experience. It may not all that remarkable to some yet to me, I didn't realize how much tension I was holding on to within my body.
The therapist started on my feet with the reflexology, mercilessly I might add! But I knew it corresponded with my organs so I did my best not to wince. This was a success for my left foot... not so much for my right foot. I visible showed my pain by the curved look of my foot, my huffing and puffing trying to not scream. I even had to pull my foot back twice. It was awfully painful! Do I regret it? NOPE! Would I do it again? You can bet on it! Ideally I would love to go once a week until my feet don't feel that aching pain. Afterwards, my feet sighed in relief when the therapist ceased the medical tortured. LOL. My feet felt like they were floating on clouds.
On to the back massage now. I had asked for a deep tissue massage. I did not know what to do when I came to undressing... Am I supposed to remove everything or just my shirt? Well I certainly wasn't about to strip and bare all. I simply removed my shirt lol and Alhamdulillah that was sufficient! I can't fully explain the entire experience. There was a lot of kneading done... Like taking new found pottery clay from the ground and then kneading the crap out of it to make it more malleable, then use it to make a beautiful clay pot. Let's just say I'm clearly a work in progress.
Immediately after the massage, I felt taller. Yes, that's a strange way to feel I guess. The tension I felt in my everyday life was some how uplifted off my shoulders. I definitely need to go back!
24 hours later, now that I've slept. Well let's start with trying to sleep. my body was so relaxed that my comfy bed felt uncomfortable. I didn't know if I needed pillows or not. Nevertheless, I did in fact fall asleep do to complete exhaustion. I actually woke up sore... Now, I'm not sure if I'm supposed to feel that way but I do. I feel like I did exercise lol. I will say this however, my digestive system got kicked in the face. And it's working immediately better. My feet were sore too, I needed my slippers on all day.
In all I would definitely go back and I highly recommend it to everyone. I know I personally need to do regular exercise and to eat right.
Take Care & InshaAllah Khair
Duni
The therapist started on my feet with the reflexology, mercilessly I might add! But I knew it corresponded with my organs so I did my best not to wince. This was a success for my left foot... not so much for my right foot. I visible showed my pain by the curved look of my foot, my huffing and puffing trying to not scream. I even had to pull my foot back twice. It was awfully painful! Do I regret it? NOPE! Would I do it again? You can bet on it! Ideally I would love to go once a week until my feet don't feel that aching pain. Afterwards, my feet sighed in relief when the therapist ceased the medical tortured. LOL. My feet felt like they were floating on clouds.
On to the back massage now. I had asked for a deep tissue massage. I did not know what to do when I came to undressing... Am I supposed to remove everything or just my shirt? Well I certainly wasn't about to strip and bare all. I simply removed my shirt lol and Alhamdulillah that was sufficient! I can't fully explain the entire experience. There was a lot of kneading done... Like taking new found pottery clay from the ground and then kneading the crap out of it to make it more malleable, then use it to make a beautiful clay pot. Let's just say I'm clearly a work in progress.
Immediately after the massage, I felt taller. Yes, that's a strange way to feel I guess. The tension I felt in my everyday life was some how uplifted off my shoulders. I definitely need to go back!
24 hours later, now that I've slept. Well let's start with trying to sleep. my body was so relaxed that my comfy bed felt uncomfortable. I didn't know if I needed pillows or not. Nevertheless, I did in fact fall asleep do to complete exhaustion. I actually woke up sore... Now, I'm not sure if I'm supposed to feel that way but I do. I feel like I did exercise lol. I will say this however, my digestive system got kicked in the face. And it's working immediately better. My feet were sore too, I needed my slippers on all day.
In all I would definitely go back and I highly recommend it to everyone. I know I personally need to do regular exercise and to eat right.
Take Care & InshaAllah Khair
Duni
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