What did you do last night?

I went to a beautiful wedding yesterday.

Everything was perfection.

It was by far the best party ever.

Did you see me there? ;)

Ask Me Anything!

For all the malgoofeen ppl out there..
Now you can ask me anything..
O Allah yaster..
*gulp*

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Check the link on the right and post your questions,
o shway shway 3alay..



Love;
GG

دعوة بظهر الغيب

Further to my post: This is for you, FOURME, I invite you all to visit this link:pray44me.com, to show support to our amazing friend.

Please believe in the power of a prayer
دعوة المؤمن لأخيه المؤمن بظهر الغيب مستجابة بإذن الله


Allah yeshafeeha o yemen 3alaiha bl se77a wl 3afya we farri7 gulb omha feeha ya rub.



*A sincere thank you goes to the wonderful Anas (Ame), who was generous enough to set up this website. You are a great friend indeed.

Your Feedback is Much Appreciated

Dear readers,

I have been receiving emails asking me to advertise some events and products.

What do you think?

Love;
GG

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Trapped - Thank you Note

Dear wonderful readers of mine..

I was overwhelmed with your response to Trapped posts. It made my heart swell with gratitude to see you all reach out and offer your full support.

I have been following your comments with much appreciation. The kindness of you all rendered me speechless and assured me that eldenya lel7en eb khair dam feeha amthalkom.

However, I couldn't help but flinch upon reading some comments. I know you all wanted to help but using cruel words such as "Pathetic", and "Crap" was un-necessary. You can get your message across without adding salt to her open wounds. Ehya feeha elly kafeeha. And I think we can cut her some slack if she sounded a bit huffy now don't you agree?

The situation of Trapped is far more serious and complicated than anyone can ever imagine. I can't go into details but you need to know that she is not in Kuwait, and the ruling royal family is involved. She is truely held captive in a country where she knows no one.

So please, no judgement. I feel protective of her and Í want this space to be an oasis of love and support for her.

And to all of those who sent me private msgs. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I will sure forward all your emails to her.

Love;
GG

Trapped - 2

From: Trapped
Sent: Sunday, May 16, 2010 5:21:12 AM
To: red.glitter@hotmail.com
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Glitter,

I'm writing this to you with a heavy heart and tears rolling down my face.
When I gave you permission to publish my letter, I thought, ok, people will read it, each one will look at it in their own way. Some might relate to the story, some might know someone who's in a similiar situation, some might just remove their blindfold and finally look at the world we live in.
I knew there would be comments
I knew there would be words of wisdom
I knew there would be lots of prayers
But so many questions, and so much hope and so much more encouragment.
No, that i never expected. I didn't even want it.

I've been living in a shell for the past 10 years, these wonderful comments, they just cracked the shell open. And with what? Simple nice words! Nothing else.

And now i feel so exposed, so vulnerable and mostly so weak.

I can't do this anymore. I'm not used to receiving this type of emotion and it's making me feel human. I don't want it.
I'm not treated like a human, what gives me the right to live like one?

Today for the first time, when my husband cursed me i felt my lungs close, when he beat me, my heart shattered and when he fucked me i felt the abuse reach my soul.
I've never cried out in pain infront of him, but today i did! And you know what? He loved it
He loved every single bit of it.

Everyone is like leave, just leave, why are you with him?
Why wouldn't I want to leave?
But you all just don't understand how hard it is to even think about it. How scary it is. And how impossible it is.

Where I come from you need to have connections, know the right people to get what you want.
Who do I know? The last time I had a friend I was 16 years old.

what if I try and get caught? Then what? The little bit of mercy he has on me on rare occasions will be gone too.

And even if I did manage to get away?
What will I do? I have no money, I haven't finished high school, never even been to a university.
I don't even have a drivers license!

The comments are a cold glass of water for someone who has been stuck in the hot desert for a long time.
But when happenes when the glass of water is over? When you've drank every drop and can't find more?
Will you be able to survive the thirst the way you used to?

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Trapped

Dear Glitter;

Where shall I start from?

The time when my father forced me in to this marriage?
Or the time when I decided to accept my life the way it was?

How about the beginning.


I'm an only child. My mom passed away when i was 6 years old.
My dad was devastated and went into some sort of trance: Work. Home. Dinner. Sleep.
So i had to learn to take care of myself. Which I did, extremely well. By the age of 12 I was an expert at cooking, cleaning and getting As at school.

And even though my dad was the way he was, I still loved him. To me, he was my father, my mother, my brother, my sister, my best friend and on the 6th of May 2000, my enemy.

I walked into the house that day to find a rather good-looking man in his mid thirties sitting next to my dad drinking coffee. As soon as I walked in, the mans eyes lit. I literally saw a light switch on in his eyes, i just quickly mumbled a hello, and walked away.
My dad came into the room a couple of hours later, giving me news that not only shattered me, but my world, my life and everything else in it.
That man had come to ask for my hand in marriage.

I was 16. He was 38.

I was shocked, confused, terrified, and mostly angry at my father for even thinking about it.
But unfortunately there was nothing i could do. For a lot of personal family reasons, i was forced to say yes.

We were married a month later on the 5th of June.


To many women, marriage is a 'Get-Out-Of-Jail' ticket. They get married, and leave their brothers/fathers watchful eyes.

To me it was entering prison. Where every bit of freedom was taken away from me.
10 years later, i'm still here. Trapped.

To my husband i'm just a sex toy. Someone to fuck when horny. Someone who will be there just to give pleasure. Someone who will make every fantasy come true. Someone who will satisfy every single sexual whim. There aren't my words. They belong to Him. He made that clear to me on the first night after our wedding.

By now i'm sure you must have guessed that i'm his second wife.
My husband married me for my looks and only that. He said that he saw me around, and just fell in love with my beauty.
I always loved the way I looked. Not because I was pretty. But because I looked exactly like my mother. I always thought i had inherited the most perfect genes, the big hazel eyes, silky raven hair, and a curvy little figure.
From the moment he uttered those words, i hated myself, i hated everything about me. I hated my mother.

He told me his first wife was the mother of his kids, and the love of his life. But she was incapable of doing what he needed and - To my amazement - his respect for her wouldn't allow him to ask her in the first place.
I remember whispering "Respect? Do you even know what respect is?" Only to find his fingers wrenched in my hair pulling violently at the strands. All for having a "bad mouth".

I knew then and there, that he could do anything to get what he wanted. I had to be smart. I had to be better. I had to close every type of emotion in my body. I had to be numb.

The first 3 years of my married life were pure hell. I was a beginner and his sexual needs were something i had never even heard off. If i failed to "perform" i received a hard slap on the face. Soon i began to get the flow of it. I was prepared when he would walk into the room. From the clothes, make up, hair, candles, lighting, music. Everything would be ready. That made him less angry, I realized.
Six more years passed, with the same routine. And me being the perfectionist that I am, have managed to get another A in this filthy, degrading habit of his.


I never told anyone about all this. I'm pretty sure my severe change of personality and attitude knotted a lot of eyebrows in concern. But for some reason or the other, no one ever asked me. "Is everything okay?" Therefore i never said.

Maybe they saw the First Class tickets, glittering diamonds and a huge mansion and thought being rich has made me cold, arrogant and proud.
If they only knew.

But now here I am, pouring out my dark life to you

No, i don't need any advice.
No, i don't need your sympathy either.

I have learnt to live like this, taking care of myself was the first thing i taught myself. I'm good at it.

I have been wanting to tell you my story for a long time. But i found my fingers freezing over the keyboard every single time i tried.
Speaking after having sealed my lips for 10 years was hard. And even harder was re-living every memory, writing it down and watching it stare back at me.

I just want to show you a little bit of the cruelty that takes place in this world.
So you can pass this message on to your readers and tell them what happens to some unfortunate souls behind closed doors. What kind of abuse they go through, how they try to deal with the situation, to the extent that one day, when i just couldn't take it anymore, i sat on my prayer rug and begged God to take my life. I just didn't want to live anymore. Who was I living for? What was I doing with my life? Where was this heading? What's in it for me at the end? Question after question formed in my mind. But the scariest one was "Who am I?". A Wife? A Slave? A Prostitute? A Victim?

I had lost my identity along the way. Unfortunately I still haven't found the answer to this question.

So now, all i want you to do is write about something that relates to this. Relates to being traumatized, alone, scared, abandoned. In a marriage.
You have a lot of readers. Followers.

It will help someone.

This is for you, FOURME

I came to know her through this blogging world, and let me tell you, I was shocked at first with her foul mouth - she curses like nobody can imagine and no line of her posts is ever free of a cussing word here or there *rolling eyes*.

But the thing that kept me going back to read more and more of her is her honesty. She's very true to herself and she tells it like she sees it. This is a quality I most admire becoz in this fake world we live in, it's really a pleasure meeting geniune people. People who embrace who they are and speak their mind and stand for what they believe in.



The very out-spoken FOURME has just had her 29th birthday
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And she also has just discovered that she has cancer.



So I ask you, every one of you who is reading this, to send out a prayer for her.



And to you FOURME
Happy Happy Birthday, and many more happy days inshaAllah to come.

We love you, we will be cheering you on and sending out our love and prayers, and we do really believe you can beat this thing and come out better, and stronger.



Love;
GG

Min Sijhom?!

I can never understand the infatuation with Pinkberry :/

Can someone please let me know what the fuss is all about ?!

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.. لاجل عين

يالله جهزتي؟

بسرعة لا نتأخر

يقول

وأقوم وقلبي ثقيل

أغير ملابسي وأحط كحلتي

أدخل وتصد

جو يسوده الصمت والتوتر

وأروح لعندها واسلّم

علشانه

أحاول أشحن نفسي بكل حيوية وإيجابية

وصوتي أحقنه بجرعة من المرح إضافية

وأكسر الجو وأبتسم

علشانه

أجامل

وأضغط على نفسي

أكره روحي وأنا رايحة

وهم أروح

وأرجع وأنا زايدة جروح

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ووسط همي وأمواج أفكاري

أعصّب وأقاطع؟ والا أظل على نهجي ساري؟

.. يرن فجأة تلفوني

أنا شايف وعارف، ويوم عن يوم بعيني تكبرين ويزيد مقدارج

الله يخليج لي يالغالية

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Why I was away ..

Date: Sun 2 May 2010 02:34:39
Subject: La wala?
From: Um-Mit3ib
To: Glitter al Glittery

ur blog private wana mo m3zoma???!!!

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And the answer to that email was:

I didn't go private, I went into hiding again..
After el khe6ba was announced, alot of ppl started paying attention to msgat elkhe6ba and asking around, so I freaked out :/

Sometimes I just get tired and agool khalas mo ella, let the whole world know who i am.. Bas fashla inna I wrote about so many intimate details about me and X *blush*

So I deleted some posts, o inshaAllah khair ..

Thank you all who asked about me:

-wink!
Shoosh <3
S.
Virgo Star
Um-Mit3ib
Hesperus
Mrs Chuck Bass



Love you all my readers wallah, the above mentioned names more than other ;)