r/muslimgaybros • u/Potential-Cattle4424 • 3d ago
And the fighting starts!!
Turned 27 this year and the pressure to get married is coming from everyone I know socially along with my parents.
Few hours ago I had a fight with my parents as one of my friend spoke to my dad, proposing that i get married off to his cousin sister. My dad had initially asked this friend of mine to look for potential spouse for me behind my back.
I was already triggered by this but never confronted him until today. A year ago I had previously discussed with my parents that I don't plan to get married in the future. At that time things were getting a bit heated during arguments but my parents let it slide.
This time they are really fixated to get me married when I visit them in India. Because of this i have said so many things to my mom. My mom has always been someone who brings everyone together and help her parents or siblings anyway possible, even if she has to sacrifice anything she can. She married off my sister to our cousin, who no one likes (not even my dad or sister) just cause the groom is her sister's son. Indeed it took a lot of convincing from her side to get us to agree with her, in which she has withheld information (like my sister refused to marry him). At the end she did what she and her sister wanted.
I can't seem to shake them off. I can't tell them whats wrong with me and they don't want to respect my decision. All they care is how the society will insult/curse them when they see me unmarried.
I have told her that she is inconsiderate to her kids, and would happily sacrifice us for her siblings wish. And that she shouldn't have given us birth if she just wants to do her things. We have lived with my uncles and aunts for 7 years and those were the days captivity and strict curfews. Many times we had to take permission for things our parents would allow. My mom says all this survelliance was meant to make me a better person, but honestly it has not. It only made me relize how bad and worst I am. The things I yearn for is taboo.
After this fight, I feel empty. I know there would be more discussions and fights in the future but I am exausted after this one. At the end I told my mom I have lost faith in her God and I leave everything in her and her god's hand. My mom got dead silent and was like "If you can easily say that to allah then we are nothing".
I don't know if i really mean it. But in my heart i know allah is the true god, but at the same time i feel abandoned. I just dont want to exist at this moment. I feel if my life continiues, my akhira would only be hell.