Blogging is Cheaper Than Therapy

          I'm thankful and appreciative to anybody who is taking time out of their day to read my blog. This post is for those who are at a cross-roads, be it physically or spiritually. I have been thinking a lot about individuals who have given up or don't take their religious beliefs into consideration when doing things. There is a significant amount of people who are indulging in activities explicitly forbidden in Islam. Now, we are also at a time where people are highly practicing and on a fantastic path so this entry may not pertain to them.           People are judged now more than ever. The pious tend to be so proud of themselves for following what they follow and they feel that it gives them the right to tell others where their faults lie; I will admit that I have done this to others on more than one occasion. I am not anywhere near where I should be with my own level of practice and following of Islam but there have certainly been times where I felt like I was above

It's been quite some time since I've posted in this so hopefully this post will be the first of my return to this mental outlet. This post has much to do with the fact that I had much more caffeine today than usual and my mind is moving at a mile a minute. I have had the pleasure and privilege of growing up in a culture far different than many of those I have met. I am of Pakistani descent (by way of India and Afghanistan). I grew up in a very privileged culture of predominantly upper-middle class Caucasian Americans. To me, that's what I consider the norm and probably the group I identify most as "my people". I am a devout Muslim who also feels at home when I am among my Muslim brothers and sisters. Overall, if I had to choose who I felt more comfortable with, I would say my non-Muslim friends. There are a few reasons for this: 1) Most of them have seen my changes through my life from a blonde-haired prep to a wannabe Indie Rocker to what many like to label me a