Learning to see my inabilities and fatigue as inherent to the human experience and not indicative of some fundamental flaw has been a tough rodeo. I’m learning to keep open when I want to shut down in the face of overwhelming shame that points to undeniable imperfections or shortcomings, and instead reach for Allaah’s mercy. Because only His love can fill me up and make my soul bloom in such a way that my flaws are complementary, if anything. It burns me up to stay present. I make ducaa and take deep breaths.