Muslim Women, Be Wary of Family Members Who Keep Quiet When You Are Injured

I encourage women to be careful of family members who stay quiet when one is neglected. I am using my personal experiences to form conclusions. Some years ago, I was sexually harassed by a Buddhist man. Later, I found out that he was a real criminal; and, that is how he kept brainwashing me with grand ease. I was a virgin when this happened; and, I survived all this because I was emotionally and physically strong. This man actually apologized to me by sharing his entire life story. The fact that I engage in small talk helped him do this. Most people don’t realize that small talk is healthy for humans; but, I have always known and applied this knowledge ever since I was a child.

Even though he finally started sounding very sincere, I still don’t believe a lot of things he told me because sometimes he would talk like two people and not one. It really feels like one is talking to “Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde”. No wonder, I got so confused! I did manage to get some of his personal information in my hand by performing the “Good Cop, Bad Cop” routine. I got away from him safely somehow; and, I did manage to eliminate all contact with this criminal. I also wrote down everything he said and did; and, I intend to use this data for my upcoming book, “She: The Mirror”. As an ENFP, I am designed to do exactly this; i.e., become stubborn when I feel compromised.

I got over this trauma very slowly and mostly on my own. When I complained to a female relative, she asked me to stay quiet and not discuss it at all. She said that your dad is not so well and you should not share anything that can cause him to become more ill. Obviously, I got a bit scared and decided not to talk; even then, I felt that this was an indication of communication issues and not “sincere love”. This way I had zero support from my family members. I have been thinking about this; and, I realized that I cannot complain now because that female relative of mine already delayed the entire process by asking me to be shunned about this. When I told an Indian woman about this so that she may offer me emotional support, she said, “you are an honorable woman; and, you should not tell anyone about this”. In both cases, the women ended up injuring me further. This is why I have decided to leave their company; and, move on with my life. I will also be deserting certain men who played a role in this mistreatment. Instead, I have started making contact with those men and women who would like to listen to my personal experiences and help me find a permanent exit. Like I said, I can become very stubborn when I feel compromised.

I have thought about this really hard. Rape is becoming common. 2 out of 3 Canadians don’t know about sexual consent; and, 1 out of 3 Canadian women experience sexual assault. Marital rape is also becoming common. Then there is sexual exploitation going on in form of Hilala marriages. How am I supposed to survive if something was done to me after marriage? Is this relative of mine going to command me to shut up again?

I got tired of all these tactics; and, so I decided to post. I also read into what rape can do to human minds. This is when I realized that it can cause victims to be silenced; and, that is why its used as a weapon during wars. Lies cannot work for long. So I ended up posting this on the web; and, I have finished the first draft of my book, “She: The Mirror” by using some of these experiences of mine. I am thinking of publishing it as a short story first; and, then later edit parts and create something else. This work should help you fully realize how Canada systemically allows for abuse of colored women; you should also be able to see how exactly I ended up surviving so much trauma on my own. Obviously, it’s clear inside my mind that the Muslims who are abusing me are not following the guidelines set by Prophet Mohammad (peace be upon him) and Islam.

I have also realized that there are too many women abusers nowadays. Not to forget that I am planning to use my prayers against all my abusers. My prayers work within multiple dimensions. They are deeper in nature because I am a lucid dreamer. That is why I call my prayers “Silver Bullet”. I can use it to remove things that are as intimidating as werewolves; and, I have done this a couple of times before.