Prior to this, she was asking about whether I celebrated christmas or not because I had told her that I was a Christian, in which I replied no. She then asked if I celebrated Eid or Ramadan, in which I replied no again. Then she proceeded to ask me if I fast and I replied yes, also explaining to her that I pray too.
Me: Do you pray? Her: Yes Me: How do you pray? Can you show me how? Her:…(looking confused) Me: Who do you pray to? Her: Allah Me: What do you pray about? Her: My illness Me: Oh you're sick? Her: Yes (after a while, asking eagerly, as though she had been meaning to seek exterior opinions) Do you think I'm normal? do I look normal to you? Me: (cowardly) Well you act like me so I'll have to say yes (only after I replied did I realise that I had made a douche move of insisting that I was the definition of normal) Me: What do you pray for in regards to your illness? Her: I ask that they let me move out so I can live with my husband. I want to be able to do the things I want with my life. Temi. F
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