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Wickedness, injustice,grief, pessimism,trouble, loneliness, fear, stress, frustration, distrust, unscrupulousness,anxiety, rage, jealousy, resentment, drug addiction,immorality, gambling, prostitution, hunger, poverty, social corruption, theft, war, struggle, violence, oppression, fear of death…News about these issues appear in the newspapers and on TV every day.The popular press devotes entire pages to these subjects, while others serialise articles about their psychological and social aspects. However,our acquaintance with these feelings is not limited solely to the press; in daily life,we,too,frequently come across such problems and, more importantly, personally experience them.
People and societies endeavour to liberate themselves from the distressing experiences,disorder and repressive social structures that have prevailed over the world for long periods.
We only need to glance at ancient Greece; the Great Roman Empire; Tsarist Russia, or the so-called Age of Enlightenment, and even the 20th century-a century of misery which saw two world wars and world-wide social disasters. No matter upon which century or location you concentrate your research, the picture will not be appreciably different.
If this is the case, why haven’t people succeeded in solving these problems, or at least some efforts been made to remove such social diseases from society?
People have encountered these problems in all ages, yet each time they have failed to find any solutions because the methods they employed were inappropriate. They sought various solutions, tried different political systems, laid down impracticable and totalitarian rules, stirred up revolutions or subscribed to perverted ideologies, while many others preferred to adopt an indifferent attitude and merely accepted the status quo.
In our day, people are almost numbed by this way of living. They readily believe these problems to be “facts of life.” They picture a society immune to these problems as being nothing short of impossible-a dream utopia. They persistently and openly express their distaste for such a way of living, yet easily embrace it, since they think they have no other alternative.
The resolution of all these problematic issues is possible only by living by the principles of the “true religion.” Only when the values of true religion prevail can a pleasant and tranquil scene replace this gloomy and unfavourable picture, which is doomed to continue so long as God’s limits are ignored. To put it another way, people are enslaved by these complications as long as they avoid the values of the Qur’an. Put simply, this is the “nightmare of disbelief” and the link below for this wonderful book:

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you will find how the regulation of life by the “norms of morality” introduced by the Qur’an revealed to mankind by God will banish the “nightmare of disbelief,” how pessimism, corruption and social restlessness can be eliminated from society, how the individual can surround himself with an ideal environment, what spiritual and material benefits he is likely to attain by adherence to these norms of morality are gone into in detail, and finally, that the unique alternative to all these problems is the morality of the Qur’an.
So far, many books have attempted to deal with the social and psychological problems societies face. Yet, what distinguishes this book from others is its stress on the most realistic solution. It also sincerely warns people against the troublesome future they are likely to face if they fail to resort to this solution.
We expect that every reader of conscience will grasp that peace, mutual trust and an ideal social life is attainable only by embracing the values of the Qur’an and will turn to the true religion, which is Islam.
They will then happily join the ranks of those who never suffer, mentally or physically, from any of the above-mentioned complications. Around them, there will always be an abundance of favours, comfort, love, respect, peace and confidence, and moral virtues will prevail. They will know how to earn God’s approval, by observing His limits and the commandments of the Qur’an. They will thus, by having faith in God, attain His mercy and at last enter Paradise.

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My biological father is an alcoholic way back before i was born. My mom couldn’t handle his abusive behavior that she left us when i was 6 & went to another country.My grandma took care of me while my grandfather supported us financially. My dad didn’t finish high school & was more interested in hanging out with his alcoholic friends.He has been jobless ever since & doesn’t care about working to earn a living since he was dependent on my grandfather. Since i was a child, i live in guilt, shame, anger & fear bec. everytime he comes home drunk, he is a loudmouth, angry & wouldn’t care less if the stereo’s speakers was blasting so loud late at night in our apartment that neighbors complain about how nuisance we are.I feel so much shame as i hid in my room crying with much hurt & pain waiting for the nightmare to end. I had low self-esteem.I get so angry at him that in my mind i wanted him to die or I would think of killing myselfThings became more difficult for me when my grandmother had a stroke & Alzheimer’s that I could no longer lean on her anymore for comfort.For years, the nightmare brought by my father continued & so is my darkest moments of despair as I try to focus on my studies while hiding in my room bearing the hurt & shame.Yes there are normal days when he is sober but when he is drunk & rowdy again, it seems that the bright & sunny world I once knew suddenly turn stormy as hell for me.I feel I wanna run away, scream, cry & shout but nobody listens & understands. By God’s grace I was able to finish Business Administration in College.I am 21 now but my dad still has his habit. He tends to quit for a few days or weeks but then he goes back to drinking again esp. when he gets to save money that my well-off aunt gives him allowance daily out of sympathy.My aunt takes care of the utilities since my grandmother, their mother, lives together with us in the apartment. I took the graveyard shift cashier job in an Internet café that my aunt owns as a way of escape & avoid experiencing the trauma to avoid my father’s drunkenness as much as possible. But fate seems to be playing at me bec. my dad sometimes is drunk early in the morning or in the afternoon & it leaves me so bitter & angry again towards him, others around me & myself. I get so angry again that I swear & cursed my own father. As a Christian, this really saddens me & is so hard for me to try to live a life without anger & hate when life itself forces me to do so. I feel so alone & dejected. I never have a boyfriend maybe bec. I don’t seem to trust men or have not found yet found someone who would be serious & accept my family’s situation. I still pray that one day my dad would finally finally quit drinking & be a real father to me. In our Asian country, I don’t know yet if we have support groups like Al-Anon. Right now, I am dying to settle a normal life for awhile but I am still anxious at the moment bec. I still can’t find a decent job once I quit the cashier job. And if I get a new daytime job, I dreaded the thought if I have to live again the nightmare when my dad gets hooked to drinking again in the evenings. I am so sick & tired of living this way.In our culture is really different bec. children are still responsible for their parents even when they are beyond 18 years of age. But now I plan to rent a place of my own so I could have a peaceful place to run to when I come home and find him drunk again. I think I couldn’t bear any longer like before. I had enough of the trauma since I was a kid. Am I being selfish if I will start to live on my own and try hard to escape from home when he gets drunk? But my grandmother is still living in our apartment and I don’t want to leave her when I know she has short time left with us. But I am really affected by my dad’s alcoholism. I tried to advise him but the advise just feel on deaf ears. I must admit we don’t talk so much at all and I am not open to him bec. it’s hard to establish a close relationship with him bec. he tends to easily misinterpret and get angry at things bec. a dominant person he is. I am anxious also since I will be the one to take care of my father’s allowance bec. my aunt made a deal that she will quit giving help to my dad if I quit working at the café.That would mean it will be hard to save or there won’t enough left for me to save and being financially stable on my own feels completely out of reach for me. Please I need some advise ,I am really confuse.

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When I was 15 I had this friend, she was my best friend. We we’re so close, we told each other everything. We literally fell in love with each other, or that’s what we thought it was. At the time I had been molested by her grandfather and when I told her she stood by me. She listened to me, cried with me, and protected me. She helped me tell my parents, when I started cutting myself and ran away she found me and sat with me; she walked with me in the rain. She gave me everything.

When I turned 16 she had to go to rehab, for drug addiction. I started becoming numb and then I joined in with the popular girls, I became a robot. When she returned I didn’t want to give up my position as popular girl b/c it was something I always dreamt of being. I cut off all contact with her; many of the girls in my group teased her, so did I. I teased her about all the things she told me all her inner secrets. Then near my 17th birthday she just left one day, she ran away. Inside it hurt me, but outside I felt like I finally belonged somewhere.

It’s been ten years since we where best friends, I think about her all the time still. I wrote a book about my life and what I went through with the molestation. However b/c she is mentioned in the book I need her to sign a sheet. I saw her the other day; she looks so different but so much the same. She’s become so skinny and she looks ragged. I want to approach her and thank her for all she’s done for me, but I am so scared. She’s the reason I am happy today not the other girls and I want to tell her that and re-establish contact, but I don’t know if she wants to see me again. What do I do?

Only mature answers please…

Woody I do feel that I owe her my hapiness, my life, but I just feel like she must hate me.

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I joined Second Life (SL) almost a year ago, and from the first night I was hooked.
Now months later i am on sl on average 4-8 hours a day. I didn’t even know i HAD 4-8 disposable hours left to designate to gaming, but here i am. Hopelessly addicted.
The thing is, i’m a true misanthrope in every sense of the word and would hands down rather stay at home on any given day. Thats why SL is so great, I get all the bells & whistles of RL, but without all the bullshit and pretense.
On SL i (obvs) get to escape out of the rl for awhile, if it was possible, i would upload myself into the game forever, that’s how much i am realistically sick of living in the modern real world.
Not surpriisingly I suffer from depression + depression induced psychosis periodically, which definitely kills or seriously compromises by self-esteem and desire for social contact and simulation.
I love SL because i can control it, all aspects of it.
I can control my avatars mind. Something i can’t do for myself. And you wouldn’t believe the sense of beautiful hapiness that creates in me. Anyone with mental illness knows, the luxury of being in control of your thoughts, sights, smells, and sounds is something never to be taken for granted.

I think that i could live my whole life playing SL(or an simulation application) and be completely fine never having a RL lover. I would actually prefer that. I’m sure within the next 10 years, the technolgy of life simulations games will really excell. I can’t wait!
no more poseballs! or lag!

What are other peoples views on their addiction to Second L

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Hi people, i am having serious issues gaining control of my life. I am in my late 20ties and i am still not able to control my self-defeating behaviors. I went through a very depressing phase in my mid twenties and developed a internet and computer gaming addiction. Whenever it gets hard at work i simply cannot motivate myself to get things done. This lack of “drive” and control in my life have made me miss a lot of good chances to advance in my career and in my personal life. If things get nasty i basically flee into the internet or the gaming worlds without thinking of the consequences (unfinished work, lack of sleep, out of touch with friends and family). I really like to get out of this and get my life back on track, but i don’t know how. I red self-help books and they did help, but the effect was only temporary. I have also searched for self-help groups in my vicinity but there are none. People always tell me you have to change the way you live your life, but this ‘insight’ did not help since no one was able to tell me how i can pull this off. I wonder if anyone of you went through something similar and can share his/her experience with me.

Best regards,

Jason.

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I am a 20 year old college student at the University of Arizona. I have the coolest girlfriend a man can ask for and I enjoy stuff like partying, hang gliding, traveling and jet skiing. But what no one close to me knows about is the fact that I have an addiction for anime. I don’t want anybody to know about it. But if I was caught watching it I wouldn’t deny it you know. I was just curious to see how many people who watch or read the manga keep it a secret among the people they know. Im sure if my friends found out they wont stop being my friends. It’s just a fact that people will give crap when the opportunity is there you know. And I don’t care to hear it. The point to the beginning was to tell you that i am one of the last people that you would guess to like anime.

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im starting a new, giving up alcohol. i knew i had a problem but never addressed it. i told myself i could kick the habit on my own, without any ones help. it’s been 5 years since my dui. 2 1/2 years since it ruined my relationship with my ex. and a week since it almost tore the one man that loved me unconditionally out of my life. i admit i need help. i have a meeting with a counselor in a week. im seeking the correct methods to breaking an addiction. im seeking peace, love and happiness.
when i drink i become an evil devil girl and i don’t give a flying fuck about anyone or anything. how do i get like that you say? i drink fast, really really fast. and i don’t stop either. not knowing your limits mixed with a belligerent-foul mouth & attitude is not pretty. i am ashamed of myself and i don’t ever want another “episode” ever again. from this day forth, i go sober. and i never look back.
any one in a similar situation as myself? please i’d like to hear about it. thoughts? are personal transformations for the greater human being possible? what did you do to be a better person?
xo

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I will be turning 24 next month. The only accomplishment I’ve ever acquired was 23 years of age. I never fit in. It matters not where I go. I used to be very sad growing up during my teenage years. Eventually, the depression turned to anger at around 21. I fear I am beginning to lose everything that insures my yearning for life.

I have never had a girlfriend — never even been kissed. My mother cheated on my father, which lead to his death due to alcoholism. That was when I was about 7. Ever since, I have always treated women with extreme prejudice. She killed my father… There are nights when I think about killing her in many horrid, gruesome ways. However, I cannot give in to such childish intent.

I love my mother, but I will never forgive her. My father and I never got along. My last words to him were expressed with disdain. I never got a chance to tell him I loved him, and that I was sorry. I hate myself everyday for that.

Suicide is always in my train of thought. Even when I am at work or with a friend. I think about it so… Hang myself or blow my head off. Overdose or bleed out. I’ve never really had any friends until later in my life. Childhood friends had disappeared long before then. Now that I have friends, I feel so very weird. I can talk to them, but I watch what I say, trying to not give away my hidden demeanor.

I don’t know how to deal with them, so I try to stay away for long periods of time, for I have favored aloness since kindergarten. I am not shy; just quiet. Haven’t really anything to say. I stay concise in my conversations: yes or no. I am very confident with my appearance; I go to the gym 5x a week, building my strength and defining my body. Even then, I am losing interest in that.

All I really have left is my brother and sister. My brother means more to me than anything. I can tell him nearly anything. He has almost died twice due to overdosing on pills. If he goes, I go. I am writing this because I want to actually fear losing my life.

I don’t want to kill anyone. Sometimes I think that if I can cause misfortune to others, they could feel how bad I feel… But that is selfish. Which is also something I want to stop — I want to stop wanting to hurt people.

As far as racism goes, I am not. Well, for the most part anyway. Being white and growing up in a black neighborhood leaves you with a different feeling towards blacks. I am not one of those white men you see expressing his hatred towards blacks for no reason. I view them differently through experience.

I thought I might continue my schooling in college. I always wanted to be a psychiatrist. Always. I was always treated differently because of my demeanor/skin tone. I want to help those that the whole world sees differently, for I know how it is. I was on more prescription drugs as a child than a pharmacy could store.

Just to see someone smile a true smile because they know it will all be better tomorrow. It is a great feeling. When friends come to me, I do try my best to help them with their conundrums. I guess I secretly value my friends after all. I don’t even care about how much money they make, for I don’t even care to ask. Just to do something for someone that completely changes their life is all I want to do.

However, now that I am in college, I feel it greatened my feeling of hopelessness. I thought going to college was the answer for myself. Turns out, I am worse than before I went in. I have homework that I have to do, but I am thinking about seriously killing myself soon. I don’t want to live anymore. Sometimes, I pray to God to stop this, but he never does.

I used to think God existed, but this life is giving me second guesses. I just want to see my father again. I don’t want to see my brother, the only person I care about, die. I want to be afraid to lose my life. I don’t want to get so angry, I hurt anyone else. Please, somebody…help me.

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I am doing an essay on this and just trying to get allot of different procpectives on this so if you could please say your honest opotions and everything about this I would greatly appericate it.
For instance: My little nefew saw me and my friends smoking it once when I was younger and without me or our parents finding out he started doing it as well. We didnt know he was doing it till he was 16 and by then he was so addicated to it that he could not even live a normal life. He refused rehab and everything and nothing anyone tried perfosinals or other could not get him away from it. Last year he died from over dose on Pills and he is greatly missed I wish so much he would have never seen me doing it. I no longer do it and am grealy against it.
Thank you much for all your opotions and answers. Thanks

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ok this might be long, so sorry about that. this girl i know is the biggest most manipulative conniving backstabbing *****. and she used to yell at me and make me do things like talk to her when i didnt want to and tell her EVERYWHERE im going and what im doing every 15 minutes literally. and when i blocked her and tried to ignore her and told her i dont want to be her friend shed threaten to ruin my life.

before she became a psychotic ***** we used to be good friends. and i had told her a secret about one of my other good friends. right?

well when i stopped talking to her and blocked her on everything i was scared because she always told me she would ruin my life. and this is what happened…

she messaged my friend whom shes never even met or talked to and told her that i told her the secret and everything. and my friend got really really mad at me. but we made amends.

but then i think she got someone to steal my phone while i was at work or school because all of my friends started getting phone calls and voicemails saying really mean and graphic things and the number on the caller ID was MY phone number. so they all hated me and rumors around my school spread like wildfire. (this girl doesnt go to my school). and i hated going because everyone thought i was this disgusting vulgar horrible mean person.

so i went to the police about her harassing me and they called her and told her to stop or else she would get into trouble.
and now its been like 2 months, and i thought she was going to stop. but now she is adding ALL of my friends on facebook.’

-and my best friends mom sent her to rehab because she caught her drinking and she is only 17. someone told me that she said when my friend gets out of rehab that she is going to call and leave an anonomous tip to my friends mom that she is drinking again and doing drugs now. to hopefully get her back into rehab to get back at me.

and she is trying to become friends with people at my school and become really good friends with my friends, but not mentioning my name so i dont think that is harassment. and im thinking she is going to try to spread rumors about me again and what if she steals my phone again and does the same thing? i have no proof she stole my phone because i didnt know it was gone.

PLEASE HELP ME WHAT DO I DO?!

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