A humble request for your du'as
Please make du'a for me. Life feels even a tiny bit easier when I know someone is praying. I'm going through so much right now. People call me sick, soft, weak, and other hurtful names. Those around me can be so judgmental. Even when I'm just walking, I hear others mocking me or sticking labels on me. Honestly, I wonder where the empathy or heart has gone. Only a few have shown a little care, maybe with a small positive word or some kindness, but that's rare for me. I hardly ever feel genuine love or consistent kindness from those nearby, even though I'm the one who goes out of my way for the people I live with. I know what makes them happy and I'm willing to do it, but I don't have the means or money to help them reach their dreams. I can at least talk to them about it to lift their spirits. I've been feeling so sad. When people tell me to just be happy, it feels like they want me to smile and pretend. I've been through physical, emotional, and sexual abuse, and it's like I'm just supposed to get over it. At home, I can't call anyone for help without being called a snake or a snitch, and the person who hurt me shows no remorse-they just move on and pretend everything is fine. I feel suppressed, unable to respond to this person who's been in my life, making me feel so bad while I've been trying my best. I can be a people-pleaser, and it seems like I'm used or taken advantage of, but I try to protect others from sadness. I don't want anyone to feel sad. I truly have good intentions for people, but I'm tested by someone who makes me feel such overwhelming sadness. The pain feels too heavy. I can't escape, leave, or cut ties because it's a family member and a sibling. I'm exhausted and stuck at home, trapped without access to anyone who could help, like a therapist. I keep asking my parents, but even when my mum agrees, she says she'll be there, then I wait a long time and there's always a delay. I just want a physical place where I can get support. Seeking help online didn't feel helpful because once, when I tried it, I felt so relieved, but then my brother saw me and kept pressing me with the same question: "Did you talk to anyone?" I tried to avoid answering so my mood wouldn't sink, but I ended up lying. It felt like he didn't like it when I felt that way. My family can be controlling, and I can't reach out physically. Please pray that Allah sends a kind and understanding soul who will be there for me and help me. I pray that Allah helps you and spares you from the painful experiences I've been through. May Allah grant you ease and relieve your worries, ameen.