Sakeena
Junior Member
ma salaams,
I had about six diaries that I loved to write in when I was a teen... about five years ago they were taken away and that was the end of my dream..
I wrote about everything---my dreams, school and friends, new life as a Muslimah, etc---but now I can't get over the fact that they are gone and I can never read them again because my family took them away... just the thought of my mom reading them to other family members and friends snickering and laughing at what I wrote makes me want to cry and makes me feel unwanted, the laughing stock of the world! I feel so embarassed and the humility is too much to bear... subhanllah... :shymuslima1: I loved my diary, I loved holding it, writing in it, feeling the smooth pages filled with my private thoughts that I never intended to tell anyone--not even my best friends... Anyway, I'm sure this may not be important to any of you, but it was very important to me, a part of my adolescence... I want them back--all of them, but my mom refuses to return them... they were MINE! MY DIARY!!! I'm now unhappy....
I had about six diaries that I loved to write in when I was a teen... about five years ago they were taken away and that was the end of my dream..
I wrote about everything---my dreams, school and friends, new life as a Muslimah, etc---but now I can't get over the fact that they are gone and I can never read them again because my family took them away... just the thought of my mom reading them to other family members and friends snickering and laughing at what I wrote makes me want to cry and makes me feel unwanted, the laughing stock of the world! I feel so embarassed and the humility is too much to bear... subhanllah... :shymuslima1: I loved my diary, I loved holding it, writing in it, feeling the smooth pages filled with my private thoughts that I never intended to tell anyone--not even my best friends... Anyway, I'm sure this may not be important to any of you, but it was very important to me, a part of my adolescence... I want them back--all of them, but my mom refuses to return them... they were MINE! MY DIARY!!! I'm now unhappy....