بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
I was on the other side of this once. I used to be an Islamophobe. I hated Muslims and Islam. I saw them as dog-hating uptight American-destroying suicide bombers who wanted me dead, and honestly, I can't say that I didn't feel the same to them either. I knew nothing of Islam, nor did I care too.
A lot of this was because I hated my own self for a long time, and I projected that self-hate into anger towards everyone else. I mocked and cursed Muslims and the Prophet, and I said many times that Allah was a false god.
I often think about that time, and it makes me ashamed sometimes. There have been times when I have prayed with tears in my eyes thinking about who I used to be and how I never want to be that man again. I am learning to let go of my anger and self-hatred, and it has not been an easy lesson to learn. Sometimes I still get down, and I wonder if I can ever be a better man.
This is an incredible story! Mashallah for your amazing turnaround.:ma: