Progress

I ask myself too many times "What have I done to myself?". "Was it the right thing to do?". "What is exactly the right thing to do?"

Then I communicate with the my most inner self. It's either the words of the devil or the voice of an angel, I wasn't sure. It told me to go ahead. It felt wrong but I feel free. Now I can do it for myself, not because people on Facebook said so. Or people on Instagram would like. Or because your closest circle  of friends are part of this Islamic movement and you're not, you feel left out.

Human connects to God differently, at different speed. I know I am lost but I still have whatever is left of His teachings in me. As much as I could, I would practise. But let's start from the A again. Who am I? And why am I here? With the help of close friends who understand me without judging me, I'll get there.

Progress. It's not how fast you get to the end, it's how you go through and what you learn from the journey to the end.