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Dear Mother,
I don’t know if you’ll ever see this letter. I know you said you never wanted to speak to me again. I hope that isn’t true. I want you to know I miss you, I love you, and I’m ok. I don't know if you know I had some death threats when I left Islam, and for a year or so I genuinely lived in fear. I am at peace now, with myself and with the world. Every day I think about you. If you get a chance, I’d love to hear your voice sometime. Maybe next eid al-fitr?

All the love I know how to offer,
K

#dearmother #atheist

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I must be honest with you. When you rejected the faith of your father and my fathers and their fathers before them, it caused me great hurt. The hurt was real and it was deep and at the time, I thought it was an unforgivable hurt, which is why I sent you away, why I stopped speaking to you. But now I wish I had not done so. It has taken me many years to be able to admit this myself. And i'm not sure I am ready to admit it to you yet, which is why for now I am writing it here. Hopefully soon I will find us face to face and I will have the chance to tell you I am sorry. And that you may no longer be a muslim but you will always be my son.

Father

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Dad, you can't begin to understand what you did to me. Do you think I had a choice? Should I have carried on pretending, lying to myself and to you just to make things easier. That is not how you raised me. You are the one who taught me to value the truth, you are the one who made me live by the code of honesty. And now you are punishing me for it, and what a punishment this is. If I told what these last months have been like you would not believe it. I will spare you the details. But even if you were to beg me my forgiveness, i don't know if I could forgive you. If I could believe in your book, if it would erase everything, I would. But I can't.

SG

#dearfather #agnostic
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