Hi First I would like to say forgive me for any mistakes in grammar that I may make as I'm not good at all that stuff.
I converted to Islam back in 09. I lost everything when I did this wife,job and friends. At that time I worked with a guy who was Muslim and lead me to Islam. My town was small and there wasn't any Masjids around. Most of the learning that I got was from my friend and online. About a year ago I get a phone call from my brother and he say's to me hey your Muslim tell me about this faith. Mind you I wasn't really living much of an Islamic life at the time. Needless to say my brother converted. We ended up leaving and moving to a city with a Masjid. This is where all the real bull shit started to come out. first it was music was haram (sin) to listen to or play. I was like my Muslim friend never told me this he just talked about smoking, drinking, sex and giving Allah partners as haram (sin) Then came the whole eating with the right hand needless to say me and my brother are left handed. then it was chess then how I hold my hands in prayer then to how I set to take a shit. then it was to how many times I wipe my ass after. Then it was oh my god brother you just said Salam to a sister ah I thought we were to greet all Muslims with Salam to the point where I couldn't even make Dua'a for a sister who wasn't my wife if she would even ask for one. It's gotten to the point where anyone wants to be a good Muslim you have to go set in the God damn corner till it's prayer time.
I'm sorry but thats just not me. Had I know of these rules ideas before hand I never would have drank the Kool Aid. I feel sorry for the Muslims who have been born into this life not knowing anything else. If there is Allah (God) do you really think he gives a shit how many times I wipe my ass and with wet or dry. I think this boy got bigger issues in life to care about like oh i don't know all the wars and killing and hunger going on. It just makes me sick any more when I think about this. Then I have the burden of leading my brother into all this mess. My brothers answer to all this is well they don't see me in my home. I always try to tell him this isn't a game to these folks and we should get out before they really get to know us. In the front door out the back door. I don't want to leave my brother in the mess but I also think if he stays then they will know that I have left and ask him why I not going to Masjid anymore.
for reading my first post and maybe someone can give me the last kick in the ass to get the rest of the way out the door.
Topic: I drank The Kool-Aid