Anxiety is not fun. Ask any anxious person what fun is, and they’ve probably forgotten. Can you blame them? Anxious people are in constant inner battle with their thoughts, they cannot work, eat, sleep, or repeat properly…Read more
“Classy” she used to call me. Whenever I went to see her, you could feel the love she has for us, it was so real, I could even touch it. She would go out of her way to make us feel better, if one of us did not have lunch, she would never settle down. She gave us everything she could, she was the most generous soul I have ever known, she did not want anything for herself, she just wanted some time with us. Oh how I wish I could give you all the time in the world.
She was not generous to us only, she was generous to everyone. When I was driving her back home, if someone asked for money on a traffic light, and she did not have any, she would feel so guilty, she’d be upset for the whole night.
Her laugh was so contagious. As she grown older, her laugh became rarer. But whenever I see it, I could feel the youth in her, the little kid that laughs at the silliest old stories, and make us all laugh.
I’ll really miss her telling me “Mashallah, you look so handsome. Please marry a Jordanian girl”. I miss her holding my arm while we getting up the stairs of her home, and on each step, she would apologize for the trouble. Oh how I wish you would hold my arm right now.
I’ll miss giving her back massage, feeling her old bones and muscles getting relaxed. As she would feel better, and as always, apologizes for the trouble. She would even hurry me up just because she did not want me to feel tired, even though the pain she was in was unbearable.
I’ll miss how I used to sing to her in the car, and she would actually like it… Have you heard my voice? It’s terrible. Yet she loved it.
I believe that Allah will bring you all the peace and comfort that you deserve. Mama Tani, Oktobi Allah.
Anxiety disorder has reached epidemic proportions, whether it was to the spreading life style that induces high level of stress, or all the evil that is happening in all over the world. It has limited a lot of people to do everyday normal things. It has caused so much pain and made life a misery. It has made us hate our lives… hate ourselves.Read more
I know how tough it is to be stuck in this sense of doom. I know how frightening it is the thought that this would never stop. Will anxiety stop? Will I be ever cured from anxiety? Will I be able to do the things I’d love to do? Will I be alone forever?Read more
I bet you remember your first panic attack ever. You were doing something completely normal, probably you’ve done it a hundred times before. Suddenly, you feel an electric shock inside your stomach, your heart starts pounding so hard, you feel pain in your chest, you cannot breath…Read more