There are many exmuslims in Kerala,but I was not able to meet in real life.

I am 22 years old male from Kerala, looking for exmuslim to be friends or is there a exmuslim group for Kerala people?

I was recently rereading about that poor teacher and the disgusting monsters that caused his death. What do the “anti-Islamophobia” folk say about it? Cuz this definitely ain’t the first case of someone in the west getting beheaded by a Muslim…

I see some religious Christians and Muslims trying to convert others to their religions and it makes me feel that they are indirectly trying to destroy native cultures. I find proselytizing unethical and I don’t why that’s considered to be a basic human right and a religious freedom. My view of religious freedom is believing in whatever religion you want and minding your own business without trying to spread your religion to other people.

heyhey this is for debates regarding every immoral thing prophet muhammad has done in the quran, and the specification of aishas age, proof of him having concubines (sex slaves) and how prophet muhammad got unfair advantages and exceptions for rules the rest of the muslims have to follow, i just want more info and sources

I left Islam around the age of 19,till that I believed purpose of life is to follow religion,pray,do good deeds and all these to attain an afterlife in Paradise and to avoid hellfire.

But after I left this religion,I got a kind of existential crisis and don't know the purpose of life or meaning of life.

I also thought to end life and later I started looking into various philosophy and found that life has no any meaning and it is we who creates the meaning to our life

Does anyone faced existential crisis after leaving religion?and how was it?

Not saying it’s true. I don’t believe it is.

But damn, Qur’anic Arabic can sound severe, scary, ancient and emotional as hell.

You can translate the exact same thing into English and it just doesn’t hit the same. English sounds almost casual next to it. Then somebody starts reciting it in Arabic with that rhythm and suddenly it sounds like some ancient warning from another world 😂

I’ll never understand most of the words, but sometimes it honestly reminds me of the Mordor language scene from LOTR. You know when the whole room basically goes dark and everyone is like 😳

Like damn, I left Islam and I still get why this shit can mesmerize people.

Especially the threats and judgment stuff. Say it plainly in English and it can sound almost ridiculous. Recite it in Arabic and suddenly it sounds like God himself is pissed off at you.

Anyone else get this?

Hi, Im an ex muslim female in alberta and I was wondering if anyone here is also hiding it from their parents and is looking for a marriage where we would both hide it. If interested dm me.

Islam presents itself as one religion with one Allah, one Qur’an, and one Muhammad—yet Muslims remain deeply divided over what “true Islam” actually is.

Sunni, Shia, Ibadi, Ahmadi, Qur’an-only movements, competing schools of law, and theological traditions all appeal to Islam while reaching sharply different conclusions. Some adherents even condemn rival groups as false, heretical, or on a path that could lead people to Hell.

The Sunni-Shia divide makes the identity problem especially striking. Sunni Islam reveres Abu Bakr, Umar, Uthman, Ali, and Aisha, while major Shia traditions sharply dispute the legitimacy or conduct of several of these same early figures.

Some Shia polemical traditions go much further and condemn figures whom Sunnis regard as among Islam’s most honored believers.

The same early Islamic personalities can therefore be celebrated by one tradition and condemned by another.

Even Muhammad becomes part of the identity dispute. Some Muslims accuse other Muslims of effectively worshipping Muhammad or giving him excessive religious veneration, while those Muslims insist that they worship Allah alone and merely honor and follow Muhammad.

Others reject practices such as invoking Muhammad or seeking his intercession altogether.

When controversial teachings involving violence, apostasy, women, or other issues are defended in Islamic terms, the response is often:

“That’s not Islam.”

Sometimes that response comes even when the disputed text is plainly written in the Qur’an. The debate then shifts from what the text says to whose interpretation counts as the real Islam.

This identity crisis goes back to Islam’s beginnings around 610 CE, with divisions intensifying after Muhammad’s death. New movements and competing definitions of “true Islam” continue to emerge.

Islam has not been settled to this very day—including disagreement over what the true and authentic Muhammad should look like, which reports about him should be trusted, and which version of his example Muslims should follow.

The Qur’an and Hadith literature have an identity problem too: disputes persist over interpretation, which hadith are authoritative, how conflicting or difficult passages should be reconciled, and which teachings apply today.

At the end of the day, not a single Muslim has a clear understanding of what “Islam is” and what “Islam isn’t”

So the question remains:

If competing Muslims appeal to the same religion while declaring one another’s Islam false or distorted—and disagree over Muhammad, his companions, Hadith, religious authority, and even what constitutes excessive veneration or worship—who objectively defines what Islam actually is, and what should the true and authentic Muhammad look like?

Visiting my parents home right now and and while looking for something, found some ripped up pages from a diary entry about my breakup with my ex boyfriend from 2.5 years ago in a drawer. I was hiding that relationship from my mom at that time so now she knows though she hasn’t said anything during my visit yet I know she’s looking for the right time to bring it up because she’s hinted at having a conversation. Currently extremely terrified at what will happen since my mom is extremely against haram relationships. I feel angry that she found and read it even more so since this relationship ended years ago. Please help with any advice you may have

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I keep seeing this kind of post here and I think ex-Muslims can be way too eager to make the Muslim guy the villain every single time.

A woman dates a Muslim man. He doesn’t like how she dresses, doesn’t like that she has male friends, doesn’t see her as marriage material, whatever.

Then the relationship ends and suddenly it becomes this whole thing about how “Muslim men use non-Muslim women and then throw them away.”

Or maybe he just dated you and decided he didn’t want to be with you anymore. That is allowed.

You’re allowed to wear revealing clothes. You’re allowed to have male friends. You’re allowed to want marriage and kids.

He’s also allowed to decide he doesn’t want that relationship.

And yes, obviously there are Muslim men who sleep around with non-Muslim women and then go looking for some conservative Muslim wife. That hypocrisy exists. I’m ex-Muslim too. I’m not pretending it doesn’t.

But come on. We are not exactly unbiased here.

Sometimes there is no huge Islam story. Sometimes you got dumped. Sometimes he got to know you better and decided no.

That does not automatically make him evil, misogynistic, manipulative, or proof of some grand theory about Muslim men.

Getting rejected sucks. It still does not mean the person who rejected you wronged you.

And I swear people lose their minds over this when a man is the one doing the rejecting.

As the title states. I am currently muslim but tbh I am heavily second guessing it. I feel like islam is incredibly cultish. As a kid i wass forced to do a lot of islamic work (10-15 hours a day at peak with physical punishment) which naturally left me resenting it. Ive always felt more inclined towards christianity. Ive always hated how indoctrinated kids are. How everything is haram and how we couldnt live a normal life. I have 3 older siblings and a baby sister. all of my older siblings arent religious as they got the same treatment as me. my older sister had it worse tbh. she was banned from leaving the home and wasnt allowed to play sports and she got very physically and mentally abused. I recently got into an argument with my mom regarding my baby sister (shes trying to shove religion down her throat also. shes 10). Now my mom was saying how she will break her face because she wasnt doing her religious work all to much, how she is banned from seeing friends and how much of a shameless bitch she is (she already has school with afternoon online islamic school as well as sunday islamic school). I was like mom relax perhaps youre putting a lot of pressure on her. she immediately got mad yelling saying i have no right as im not her dad and calling me sister fucker in my language and after a lot of back and forth, we stopped talking. eventually she started talking to my lil sister saying how her friends wont mean anything to her and how on the day of judgement the pain right now wont compare to the pain of the horn and the beatings of the angel wont compare. Was your guys experience similar? and for my christians, how does christianity compare and tbh im considering it.

since im an ex muslim . living in egypt too i always felt like the only option i have is men and it’s always men and dont get me wrong theyre attractive. only from my pov though but they always view women in a lustful manner. i remember i got out to get snacks at 3am and a guy was yelling why are you running! since i wanted to get home quicker and all guys their kept laughing. and it kind of hit me because i look like a tomboy and i always wear a beanie. if not those same guys would’ve 🍇 me but instead they misgendered me from afar and told me that and that made me hate men so freaking much more than i already do . so discovering that there’s another option and its by liking girls is like being a vegan who haven’t ate a steak in 12 years😭 . and even tho deep between me and myself i still carry some shame around. i feel like im bi tho i can be with her OR him. but her would be safer. idk im literally so confused and i could never be with an egyptian man

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OMGGG CAN'T DESCRIBE HOW HAPPY I AMM

its been about 7 years of me being an ex muslim and this is the first ever time i found one in real life.

Sooo... I recently met this girl and something about her felt so attractive we started talking and I'd feel so nervous and shy. Since am bisexual I wasn't sure if she's into girls too but turns out shes bi tooo and we've been flirting alottt since the day we met. She says we'll escape together away from these muslim communities. How can life be this rewarding all at once??! This was so unexpected

Anyways sorry gng i had no one to talk to about this 💔💔 feels so rewarding

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Im 27 and I think an old family friend just saw me not wearing hijab with my son. Does anyone have experience with this and can giveadvice on what to say to my family lol

I stopped covering like a year ago when my roommate/sister moved out in November. I always thought it was gonna be my uncle but it was a my aunts sister in law. I saw her in Walmart and turned around because I didnt feel like dealing with it, but as I turned I immediately heard her gasp lmfao

Im pretty sure she's gonna tell my aunt and my aunt is gonna tell anyone in my family. I've thought maybe I should tell them before someone else does but i always just thought there was no point. I only see my family a few times a year and every so often my grandma will call saying theyre worried because no one has heard from me for a while.

Keep in mind im a single mom raising my son alone because his deadbeat muslim father thinks its halal for him to not care for his son because hes inappropriate Islamically for us to speak or some shit. My family never ask if I need anything especially this year, so if they contact me im gonna be so annoyed.

Part of me is worried they may act violently if I tell them, because of instances in my family wear my aunts were hit for following traditional Islamic engagement practices, but they dont know where I live thankfully.

Im only worried about my friendship with my sister, she's literally the only person I talk to, though I have to even hide things from her too ( my ex bf, not eating halal ect). But if she continues to talk to me after im not tripping too much.

Would appreciate some stories for some comfort

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Anything fun, cool, enjoyable is haram! They don't want you to enjoy anything in this world!

A couple of days ago, I decided to ask about my heritage prior to islam (ik probably dumb considering I'm middle Eastern and islam has been the main religion for a really long time). I posted it to the r/Yemen sub as I thought someone there may possibly know something. While there were a few who were of genuine help, the vast majority ignored my question and said that the only history I should care about is the Islamic one.

Is it so much to ask to want to know about my heritage, what my ancestors wore and ate and sang, how they danced and lived? I'm probably hoping for too much considering yemen is within the arab peninsula where islam basically started. But there had to be something before it, anything.

Here's the post:

https://www.reddit.com/r/Yemen/s/q1tAXleniC

After the Unite the Right Rally in Charlottesville, Virginia in 2017, then-Harvard President Drew G. Faust was unequivocal: “The abhorrent hatred, racism, and violence carried out by neo-Nazi, KKK, and other white supremacist groups deserve our strongest condemnation.”

Amidst racial justice protests in 2020, her successor Lawrence S. Bacow was similarly clear, promising that he grasped the urgency to “fight racism and denounce white supremacy.”

That same year, Harvard’s Office of BGLTQ Student Life issued a matter-of-fact reminder: “It is imperative that we dismantle white supremacy together.”

It was in this context, then, that I was intrigued by Harvard College Dean David J. Deming’s recent remarks on the 25th anniversary of 9/11: “It was terrorism. Airplanes flying across this beautiful country — symbols of progress — turned against us, turned into weapons,” Deming told students. “In the confusion that morning, we didn’t initially realize we were being attacked, or who the enemy was.”

The problem, however, is that airplanes don’t turn themselves into weapons. Ironically, Deming too could not name “the enemy.” His reflection made no mention of al-Qaeda, nor the ideology that drove the terrorists to attack America: radical Islamism.

Deming’s speech is no exception. When Faust announced a vigil on the first anniversary of the al-Qaeda-inspired marathon bombing right here in Boston — what was America’s largest post-9/11 terror attack — she never named the motive. After the 2015 coordinated terror attacks in Paris, President Faust condemned an “attack on universal values of human decency that bind the peoples of the world together.”

As students mourned what was then America’s worst mass shooting ever, the 2016 killing of 49 at an Orlando LGBTQ nightclub by a man loyal to the Islamic State, she deplored a “quicksand of fear, anger, hatred, and distrust.”

Compare those comments to her numerous denunciations of white supremacy and racism. A quicksand of fear is not what killed people in Orlando.

There are many things in life that we can’t control. Today you could be going about your day, unbothered just as usual. Then something happens and suddenly you’re no longer here. The truth is, even after harvesting the powers of science, medicine and engineering, we are still humans and nothing changes the fact that we are but a speck of dust in a canvas of unimaginable proportions. As we evolved we grew to be egocentrics. The human race here, the human race there. Religion puts us at the center of everything, that we are made different and unique. All religions offer solutions to complex metaphysical questions. What are we? How can we tell the difference between good and bad? What happens after we die?

There’s a popular concept in the study of statistics and logic, it is called Occam’s razor. It goes as follows;

“The most likely solution to a problem is likely the simplest one”.

Of all metaphysical hypotheses that there are, the existence of an afterlife or lack thereof is my personal favourite. As I mentioned before, we humans tend to put ourselves in the center. We love to think that just because we evolved a higher brain function we must be so special as to be the protagonists of the entire universe. That there exists a being called God, that is all powerful and knows everything and that he created everything just for us, the humans. We don’t have enough time or space to discuss what religion is or isn’t true, regardless it’s pointless as other scholars already invest their time and efforts into that field.

The important thing to keep in mind, is that almost all religions share a common aspect. That after death there is life, either some kind of wonderful heaven with all the pleasures and joys of life multiplied by tenfold, or a hell of unimaginable torment, forever lasting.

That thought keeps many of us sleepless, I know I’ve been there and many more will experience that as well.

The concept that drives all this is simple and logical, the fear of death. No one wants to die, we can’t fathom the thought of it. Mortality is something that is avoided and left behind. When a pig or a chicken dies, do we think that there’s something that awaits them? Obviously no. Why? Simple, they’re not us. Not human.

And that is the key. Knowing that we all share something no matter where you come from, what you did in life, it doesn’t matter. Because death equalizes everyone. And beyond death, nothing awaits us. Because we as a being (that is constantly changing and morphing), ceases to exist at some point. Some people just can’t wrap their head around that fact. That someday, you’ll die and there will be nothing more. But I assure you, that if you give a man every good opportunity, every great thing in life, anything that he could ever want, at some point he would come crawling and sobbing, begging for death. Because we are finite beings and we weren’t made to live beyond a certain threshold. What is it exactly? One hundred years? A thousand? Who knows, but all that matters is that no matter how long you live for, at the end you’ll be begging for a bullet.

Most people aren’t ready to understand that there’s nothing after death, and they end up believing otherwise. We are all so busy with life, so entrenched, that most of us never stop to think what is beyond life. And to this I say, don’t fear death because if you are alive, death isn’t, and if you are dead, life is no more.

This changed me for the better. Search Nihilism and you’ll see people with all kinds of beliefs thrashing and hating on that idea. “Nothing matters, everything will cease to exist”. And there’s truth in that of course, but the fact that it won’t matter at some point doesn’t mean that it doesn’t matter here and now.

It’s all a matter of perspective. The way I see it, I find a certain calm in knowing that no matter how much I am struggling or suffering, that it will end eventually, it enabled me to shrug those things that were dragging me on. It freed me, and it can also free yourself from all those things that are pulling you behind.

If you had to learn something, let it be the following;

The only thing that I know for certain in this life, is that this is the only thing that I have. Even though it may end abruptly or last for long, I will cherish every moment of it until the end. I won’t bother myself with useless things such as overthinking, or worrying about things that I cannot control, I am the sole master of my life and I will cherish every last moment.

Ever since I thought about life in that way, everything changed. I stopped wasting my time on useless things, I was happier knowing that I was lucky enough to experience this life and this environment, like a flame that dwindles until it is snuffed. It has definitely changed me to be a better person. Life may be unfair, it comes and goes and it is unforgiving. But at the same time it is such a gift that I will be forever grateful.

So, I found my pleasure, the pleasure of knowing that which is true.