Again, I build my home. I was sick to go to work, too sick to pursue masters. And, couldnt bear any mistakes anymore.
I knew mistakes are what make us more alive. But, it is on the beholder. Should I explain what happened to me? Nah, I shouldnt make any post longer.
I believe there is someone like me. Sick and somewhere hiding. I write this up cuz I want you to know that you are not alone. There is a girl, looking for Hopes. Too.
Believe that all these things happened as life lessons. We lived to be caliph, (I knew it is lame) but we are, God didnt put us exactly for memimpin sekalian umat.
But He asked, One; beribadah kepadaNya.
وَمَا خَلَقْتُ الْجِنَّ وَالْإِنسَ إِلَّا لِيَعْبُدُونِ
(And I did not create the jinn and mankind except to worship Me.)
The translation you can read here: http://www.islamicstudies.info/tafheem.php?sura=51&verse=56&to=57
Make you life reasonable, so the suicidal thought will fade away.
And, believe Loves.