This tea party is cancelled.
Did you see me "lash out" on my socials the other day? Or to be honest I didn't lash out per se, I just drew a thick, black in my life and was quite openly expressive about it. I got to a point where I told myself enough was enough, too many kettles had been boiled, too many teabags have brewed for too long, the two, three sugars added have dissolved and been stirred and sipped out of me but I am not a mug. 1) I’ve fully deeped I’m not a mug. I can tolerate things, be nice, be a bigger (yet always small) person (lol) but I have to draw linesss — S. (@SawdaSays) September 25, 2017 Now obviously, as the good Muslim I strive to be I do things for the sake of Allah, and in doing so technically I can't lose right? However, I can unfortunately get to a point where I am drained, strained and not at peace which is where I feel I'm at and don't want to be at anymore. I've come to a point of re-realisation. It's not that I thought I was a pie