“Why I chose to leave Islam.”
By: (Author prefers to remain anonymous for security reasons)
My father was a great man, may he rest in peace, as life wasn’t kind to him. He was Muslim by name but he preferred his African culture which he was proud of. My mother never wore a hijab nor did anyone in my family. Islam was a faith that was preached to us as a religion of peace. We never looked closer.
At a young age, I remember my father telling my mother that he did not want us to attend an Islamic school as religion and modern education contradicted each other and that I and my brothers and sisters will be confused as result. There was no animosity towards other religions in our household and we went to Christian schools. I was lucky, I had parents who were open-minded. We were like any normal family.
Normal, that is, until my older brother started showing strong interest in practicing Islam.
Without going into too much detail, my brother’s behavior changed. He became strange and distant as if he and I no longer had anything in common. The brother I used to play with when we were children had become a total stranger. Even though I loved him, I avoided him, I turned away, hoping it was a phase he was going to grow out of. I was wrong as it turned out to be deadly (for him).
I remember my mother telling me that she had contacted the Federal Police and reported my brother’s strange behavior. She was worried and she felt helpless. The police did not help because my brother did not have any prior convictions and on paper he looked like a good kid.
I, for one, thought mother was overreacting because in my mind, it was impossible that my brother would do something so stupid. You see, he was bright, but too trusting. I think that’s how the Islamist preachers got to him. He married a Muslim convert of English and Irish descent who wore a face veil, in a small religious ceremony that none of the family members attended.
At times I wondered, why one earth would someone want to convert to be part of this madness? It was odd indeed, then again, we live in a strange world. You see, my sister-in law-believes she found the truth and that that the rest of us are losers. Sadly, she could not be any further away from the truth.
My brother travelled to Somalia but, of course, he never told me he was going there, and as I was busy with life, I never gave it much thought. I wish I had. I will always blame myself and it is something I have to live with.
When my brother’s death was reported to us we were in complete shock. My mother, however, was waiting for bad news. I remember nights before, she prayed for hours and I knew she was praying for my brother. My mother prays till this day, it’s heartbreaking to see her in pain. She gets so angry about how the Western governments are not doing enough when she watches the news and sees that what happened to us, is now happening everywhere, and it’s no longer an isolated incident.
A day or two later, people were knocking at our door with smiles and gifts, they seemed happy. At first, it did not make any sense until I asked what the gifts were for and what were they happy about? Then it hit me, they were happy that my brother was killed, they were happy he was buried like an animal, they were happy because we were miserable.
My sister in law was still in Somalia at the time. When I found her phone number a week or so later, it was what she told me that I will forever remember. You see I was desperate, I needed to know. I was in shock and I could not believe that this was happening. So I asked her, what happened to my brother? Her response was clear, she told that my brother was killed and she was very happy, and when I asked her about his body she said he was buried and that was it. We never spoke again.
He was a martyr and somehow we were supposed to be happy about it. Islam betrayed me that day. I have told the relatives and neighbors with gifts at our front door to never come back, and if they did, that I will report them to police., I told them they were monsters and to burn in hell. But I wasn’t done yet, someone had to pay for our misery and I wasn’t going to lose without a fight.
My brother had two little children, a girl and boy, that we have managed to bring back home with the help of the police. It wasn’t easy but we did get them and they are now safe. We placed their names on a watch list so their mother cannot take them out of the country as she wanted to move to Saudi Arabia with her new husband, whom she married one week after my brother’s death.
We did not succeed in our attempt to get full custody, as there wasn’t enough evidence that my sister-in-law was part of terrorist network. However, we have visitation rights, meaning we can influence their upbringing. Almost a decade ago, the Al-Qaeda linked Al-Shabaab terror group of Somalia was not well-known, however, Islam’s brutal ideology was always there in Somalia. It was a long battle, the court case alone took a little over three years. That was five years of my life of complete madness.
As a young girl, it was hard, and deep down inside, I hated Islam, because Islam hates women. My mother never bothered me too much, she herself was bullied for not wearing Arabian/Muslim attire, instead preferring to wear her traditional African clothes. I recall my mother one day telling a group of Muslim women who came over that she would never wear their Arabian clothes as it symbolized hell on earth.
Praying was an aspect of Islam I found very hard because, I have to pray to Allah and Mohammed and it bothered me. I felt that I was betraying my conscious. How could I pray to same Allah and Mohammed as the terrorists do? I could not have any association with the same people I hate so much.
I can go on further, however, the point I’m trying to make is that Islam hurts the people who believe in it the most. The best of the Muslims are those who fight for the creation of Muslim world and those like me are the ultimate betrayers who deserve to be killed. My brother was the best Muslim in our family and all he got was a miserable ending and hurt so many people along the way.
Change is like death, a part of me died that day. I and my family found help from the very same people that Islam call infidels whilst our own relatives and the Muslim community betrayed us.
I usually feel bad when I look at a Muzzie and think what a horrible despicable person they are deep inside because then I think; “maybe they aren’t all that bad.” Than I read stories like this to get a reality check. Thanks BNI I was doubting myself today.
As another note here’s another witty Islamic proverb “For the righteous Muslim, life is a prison and death and the afterlife is a paradise. Only the un-believers, the satanic, and the infidels view life as paradise and death as a tragedy.” And this was coming from a moderate Muslim site, about Star Wars no less. So don’t feel bad if you kill a Muzzie, you’re really just helping them obtain their life-long dream of reaching paradise.
I must say, I don’t feel very compelled to draw any additional conclusions from this article.
Islam is a pile of pigshit and we all know it, but the story of a woman who was never really a part of mainstream religious Islam and who, even as a child, hated Islam, doesn’t hold much credence in an argument against Islam. Thankfully there are PLENTY of other arguments against it.
I was expecting child molestation, torture, and all the other delightful things we’ve come to expect from Muslims, but an unorthodox upbringing and family tragedy (plus having to deal with an in-law who was a convert, most of whom are complete nutjobs as it is),doesn’t really do justice to this atrocity of a religion. If anything it might even prove that there are some Muslims (her family) who don’t abide by the culture of violence and fanaticism.…. something I’m not willing to accept easily.
I’m glad she’s out of a hideous faith, and hopefully others can do the same from more and more stories.
An Imam’s daughter, an ex-terrorist… that would be different.
The point is that “moderate” muslims are not practicing muslims, while “radical” muslims are practicing muslims. Simple.
thx for the censorship…?
BNI: Thank you for publishing these stories. I think it is important that we know them. Should you get more like this, and hopefully you will, perhaps you might consider a section in this website dedicated to them. We need to hear them.
Regarding your previous story of the Iranian convert, readers should know that the fastest growing church in the world today is in Iran. Some very amazing things are happening there: http://www.joelstrumpet.com/?p=6337
Jeanne, yes, I hope I get more of these stories. I already have a section where these could go and forgot to put them under this Category called ‘Muslims against Islam’ Will change that now.
The women around the world need to see this to understand the Hate filled religion of peace. The more knowledge women and men for that matter, the better choices that can be made. Particularly about this insidious EVIL.
This women seems straight arrow to me. I wish her long life and happiness.
May GOD be with her.
In Algeria also. Government set up a special Army squad that goes around the small towns and villages, very discreetly, and takes census of the number of Christians, their names, addresses, special notations to identify them and file numbers. They go in the churches during congregation rituals.
They’re worried about muslims converting. Many small towns now have more Christians than Muslims and it’s not through birth but rather conversions. Reminds me of the SS Gestapo.
It’s time for some scholarly Arabian or African to rewrite the filthy book that the hallucinating, pedophile, animal humping, so called prophet dictated to equally, batshit crazy scribes and publish a new version without all the bloody killing and hate.
I refer you to the Bible and the Talmud that bolth give you a right of self protection, but do not command you to murder anyone.
It’s time !
Sweetolbob
I have a simple rewrite for you. Burn the old Quran. Te new is only one page. It says kill your self as practice, and you will receive 700 Virgins.
Happy Ending.
You said it all with this one sentence: How could I pray to same Allah and Mohammed as the terrorists do? And this is why there are no moderate muslims.
I truly wish you peace and happiness in your life.
To the author who wrote this, you shouldn’t be worried as you are not a Moslem to even begin with – just like so many others who are born in a Moslem family, go by Moslem names and professed themselves as one but are non-practicing and highly ignorant of sound Islamic knowledge.
In fact, you should feel relieved upon hearing this. I hope this will take the burden and guilt off you, if any.
In Islam, you’re not considered Moslem if you have been neglecting your five daily prayers – which is the second most important after taking ‘Shahadah’ oath – that God is one.
Moslems do not pray to any creation of God. When you mentioned that Moslem pray to Mohammed and Allah i.e. God and Jesus in Christianity, you have already ceased to exist as a Moslem indefinitely.
Moslems have no right to denounce you. Just tell them that you have never been part of them nor you will ever be. And they should leave you alone theoretically. I wish you all the best and sincerely feel sorry for the pain your family is going through due to the action of your late brother.
By the way, mohammed and allah are one and the same person. allah is mohammed’s alter ego, so in effect, you are worshiping mohammed. allah is not God and mohammed is not Jesus. allah is a pagan moon deity, and a women at that, which is ironic given how islam and muslims hate women. It makes me laugh to think they worship a women.
My advice: Do not lament the dead. Pray for the living that they see HaShem’s Grace and guide those whom you can.
Well DUH….
Great story and I have great respect for what you have overcome. What I’d like to know is when will so called MODERATE MUSLIMS speak out? They wont because there are no MODERATE MUSLIMS. Because of that fact and the fact that politicians and the media refuse to acknowledge that we are at war with ISLAM, we have no chance of stopping them.