Tuesday, August 22, 2006

I DON'T NEED A COUNSELOR, I NEED A FRIEND


I DON'T NEED A COUNSELOR, I NEED A FRIEND
by Velma Cook


Life is full of pressure. I have to make money to be successful, whatever that means. So often people assess me superficially, not really knowing who I am and how I may have been terribly successful in some areas of my life, but they only see me according to their context; what they want to see. People ask 'How are you?' but don't usually care about the answer. They say 'Have a nice day,' but inwardly couldn't care less.

I have to be tolerant and flexible until I don't have any opinions left. Children must be trained to behave in a certain way so they will be 'acceptable' to society. I am also supposed to discover myself and my potential plus fulfill it or people will say I am oppressed, even though I may be perfectly happy as I am. At the same time I must be on my guard against advertising, brain-washing, political facades or I'll be guilty of being naive. One's spouse is supposed to be completely fulfilled with me or my marriage will break down.

No wonder I feel unsure of myself and often lonely. People say we all need counselors these days. Some therapy to help us through. But how can I spill the beans; tell all my secret insecurities and fears to a complete stranger, who has been trained to have no opinion, no bias, acting like a mirror to all my faults and weaknesses. A face with nothing behind it. It is like you sit and talk to yourself, pay the money and go home. You still feel lonely.

I need someone who thinks and feels like me. Dreams the same kinds of dreams, understands my fears and loves me anyway. Someone who will love me enough to tell me the truth, even if I don't really like it. I need a friend.

It's trendy to have a counselor or therapy nowadays. Why? Have we become obsessed with material possessions to the point that we leave behind the valuable things in life, like family and friends?

Families used to help each other financially. Now we have Social Security. Families used to protect and represent each other, now there are court cases for every trivial matter. A good way of making money out of people's problems, ignorance and misery. Families used to support each other, now we have counseling and therapy from strangers. Nearly everything has become controlled by the government and centralized yet people call the society 'free'.

Families are disintegrating and friends come and go, as we seek the world and all it contains, with a greed that is never satiated. Maybe if we focus on 'real' things, important things, like developing our Iman, deepening our submission to Allah, gaining knowledge and nurturing our families and those around us then, most of our overwhelming problems will simply disappear.

7 Comments:

Anonymous said...

i think what u wrote is sooo true...we need a friend...not a counseller.its like we pay just so that a complete stranger can listen to our problems coz no one cares...

10:39 AM  
Relief said...

I'm glad that you agree as sometimes its the good friend who will get you through the rough spots while the counselor can help but is not always at your beck and call. Also a good friend should have your back and you should have his or her back so it's a reciprocal relationship, unlike counseling where you pay and they listen.

4:33 PM  
Anonymous said...

[Deep Sigh] I know this is my problem. I considered counseling and/or medication, but in truth i need a rerally good pious companion. I am a muhaajirah (insha'Allah) and it gets really lonely for me and my kids. [deep sigh] alhamduillah kulli ala hal

3:42 PM  
Relief said...

Salamu alaykum Anonymous Muhaajirah,

May Allah make it easy for you. It is hard when you make hijrah to a muslim country as things are very different there and with the language/cultural barrier it may be hard to make friends. I lived in the UAE for a bit and it was a challenge but eventually I did make some friends al hamdulilaah.

It's always easier for the brothers so try to get your husband to invite some of his coworkers or brothers he meets over at the masjid over and include their spouse inshallah.

May Allah bless you with good muslim friends who remind you of Allah. May Allah cure you. Ameen.

5:25 AM  
Anonymous said...

wow u spoke my mind with that story. Thankyou for taking the initiative to put that up, makes me feel like im not alone in this, god bless u

7:21 AM  
Relief said...

Anonymous,

I'm glad this story rang true for you as it is a reality that we all must face. We do all just need a really good friend we can trust who won't judge us but will just be there through the good and bad times.

11:20 AM  
Umm Adam said...

I am the 342pm anonymous. I just kinda rehashed this on my blog. Thanks for the advice relief.

12:15 PM  

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