binti-mombasa:

WE NEED MORE Muslim therapists! More Muslim marriage counselors! More Muslim psychiatrists and psychologists!!! There’s traumas that are very specific to Muslims and the Muslims experience and we need people who have the religious and cultural background to address them lproperly! Becky and chad will not understand!! We have enough engineers and doctors Mashallah we need help with out mental illnesses and marriages!!!!

I’m a Muslim therapist (psychologist-in-training), how do I go about presenting myself to Muslim patients/clients in a way that conveys that although I am a Muslim, if they have major issues with Islam/are not religious/understanding their problems as stemming from religion due to their parents/having a major issues with parents religion/cultural control… that I understand (been through all that) and am neutral/won’t judge/want to help in the most comforting, open, non-imposing, not-biased way possible etc? Any thoughts/comments welcome

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Abandoned this blog again for 6 months. I literally don’t know anyone on here anymore nor do they know me. All the people I knew on here are gone. My about me says I’m 26 when I am now 29. A huge portion of my young adult life has been on tumblr. And then I started my PhD and left it behind for real people and real interactions mostly. In my hardest times I find myself looking for this place again where I can say what I want to say, feel what I want to feel, be who I am without judgement without fear of repercussion. I’ve been going through one of the hardest times in my life - my dad has recently left overseas to Iraq to deal with some family issues, he is an old and unhealthy man and only Allah can protect him. My clinical program is going to shit because my friend Andy committed suicide 2 months ago and I was unable to continue my placement at the clinic I was at so I terminated it early and have been receiving a lot of blow back, and punitive actions against me instead of support from my dept and the clinic. I feel really lost and hurt but at the same time I feel humbled and more resilient then ever that I can get through this. Just a few days ago I all but lost hope that anything would get better, but today for some reason I feel renewed hope and finding inspiration in places I never expected it to come from. I have in the past year made some errors, some major, but I am determined to move passed them and make the most of things. I’ve learned a lot, I’ve fucked up a lot. But I will not be stopped I will not be silenced, I will not give up and thats a promise to myself. If I am not the most damn resilient person I’ve known I dunno who is. I find strength in my sadness and I’ve found hope in my despair. 

Whoa. I abandoned this blog about 2 years ago noe. Had a dream about it and tried to find it again for months (hard to remember ur blog name when it’s all numbers using an email address you haven’t used for what feels like centuries) until it came to me while I was falling asleep just now…. Oh how so much has changed in 2 years.

Sink.
Suffer.
Self-destruct.
Rise.
Stronger.
Reconstruct.

body5000:

let girls be ugly ,let girls not care about their appearance, let girls be beautiful in ways that aren’t considered beautiful

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