my diary 2

Thursday 30 november 2017

Dear diary

We are equal in God's eyes

Today,,

It was a day that forced me to remember the wounds of the past,

Yes, from small I am always considered different by people who see me, especially friends.

I'm always in bully because my body is fat, I'm fat from small, almost every day I must be someone who mock me, to the extent that I become immune to the insult.

There is no comfort in the association, my days I spend in the home environment only. Watching TV, reading, and learning Just that-that's it.

Until even my friend can be counted, even I also have only one friend in my childhood, he named alfi he is a difable who often ridiculed like me, from the same that we are friends, until finally me and she had to split up to study in different places, At first I was afraid because I did not have any friends, scared to be mocked for sure.

Until my mother often invites me to socialize and invite me to study more deeply the science of religion, so that my confidence grows.

Now I begin to feel confident, because there is one word that I always remember that "we are equal in the eyes of God, only our charity that distinguishes".

Today the old insults or insults I did not hear back in the mouth of my college friend, his words very rude. As if I'm what ?. I'm not pretty, yes, I know that, why he makes me feel different again and again, when the beliefs start to grow well, remember the fellow beauty is tempting, but the beauty of the heart is comfortable. Indeed I am immune to reproach, but, stay away sometimes I also feel sick if it is too rough, we are the same why you should distinguish my difference just because my physical,

Friday 1 December 2017

Dear diary,

My family is happy with me

Among the sickness of heart because of ridicule,

I still have a family that always supports me and encourages me.

Today is the day to release the longing, 

although only via telephone, 

it has made my sense of desolation is reduced.

They are the best people God has presented in my life.

God always gives happiness amid trials.

And my family is my happiness.

Mother…

you are one of the good proofs of god to me,

you take care of me till I mature without word tired,

father…

you are my guard when I am afraid and when I want to be strengthened

my brother ...

you are the most beautiful color in my life,

which made me learn to understand and keep.

Without you guys I'm nothing.

Saturday 2 December 2017

Dear diary,

Saturday with friends

Every Saturday I spend my time with my friends who always lead in kindness,

We met through a religious organization that required us to meet every Saturday,

Every Saturday we meet to murotal, studying a book and introspection, me and my friends accompanied by a mentor or muhasabah named ustadzah tasa laurika, he is our teacher who always accompany us in learning.

I always wait for Saturdays

Because saturday will be many lessons and new experiences about religion that I can.

Very often I hear that a friend is a reflection of you,

Hearing that I think the same.

Because a good friend will remind us if we are wrong

Friends in this organization are different from previous friends,

They never taunted me or scorned me, because they knew that we were all alike,

Getting it all, I constantly thank God for bringing good people into my life right now.

I hope that I am always in the middle of them to just remind them wrong and true, thanks to this memorable friend