Shame on you for evaluating your family’s love, their sacrifice, their loyalty, and their commitment to you during war, while they’re under fire and eating dirt. They’re just like you, maybe even worse. They’re living the same nightmare, drinking from the same poisoned cup, hit by the same disaster. They lost their homes, their money, maybe even their lives. Not everyone has the same emotional endurance, not everyone handles fear the same way. Some are more afraid. Some break down faster. Some feel hopeless more than you do. So it’s unfair, it’s cruel, to start counting their mistakes and slips — mistakes they never chose. It’s unfair to track their words and actions while they’re under pressure, under fire, living through hell. As if they’re failing you on purpose. As if they don’t love you. As if they enjoy falling short. No. It’s your sick thoughts, your whispering devil, making you believe that. Try to remember the good they did, and magnify it. Don’t hold onto their failures, don’t exaggerate their faults. Your family is human. Your friends are human. The people you’re putting so much hope in — also human. They feel, they fear, they collapse, they panic, they fall into despair — just like any other normal human being. They’re not angels. Not superheroes. Not robots. Not made of stone. And they don’t have to die just to prove their love. The situation is crushing. The world is closed in their faces. Everyone’s tasting misery. The real problem is with you. You demand more than they can give. You close your eyes to their reality and focus only on your own pain. You’ll never see their limits this way. And you’ll judge them. You’ll think they’ve betrayed you. That they broke promises. That they violated divine loyalty. That they’re worthless, disloyal, heartless, and have no honor — as if they’ve rejected everything sacred. You, my friend, are expecting the impossible from people at war. You want them to show no fear, no hesitation, no frustration. But in war — no one should judge, no one should blame, no one should weigh others. Only God knows people’s hearts and their inner battles. We are in war — a terrifying, brutal war. Like the Day of Judgment. Where every nursing mother forgets her baby. Where every pregnant woman miscarries. Where people look drunk though they’re not — but the horror is overwhelming. The fear, the pain, the trauma — it’s beyond human limits. And it is not fair, not just, not moral, not loyal, to hold people accountable for not giving you what you want in this chaos. Give them excuses. Purify your heart. Intend your actions for God, not for people. Don’t let hatred and bitterness destroy your soul. Don’t let it break your heart. Don’t let it ruin your relationships with the ones who love you — and never meant to let you down. May God protect you all. And keep evil away from you. Hasbunallahu wa ni‘mal wakeel.