Trending @Capgemini; When Peace Doesn't Follow Success
Ever since I was a child, my parents have constantly fought. My mother was never truly accepted or loved by her in-laws, and from the very beginning of their marriage, arguments and violence were common in our home day and night. I remember those sleepless nights with a racing heartbeat, holding my younger brother close as we cried, scared and helpless.
Our elder brother wasn't even allowed to study what he wanted. Our father forced him into a different field. After working for 10 years, he's now jobless not because he's incapable, but perhaps because his heart was never in it. He wants to run a business, but he’s struggling to handle it, maybe emotionally or mentally. It’s hard to say what exactly went wrong, but the pressure is real.
I, on the other hand, pushed for my choice, studied hard in the field I was passionate about, and today, I have a good job, a stable income something people would call “success.” But despite everything, I don't feel peace.
My parents still fight like enemies. Every conversation becomes a battlefield. They can’t seem to align on anything. And now, even after my brother and I are married, the atmosphere hasn’t changed. My mother compares her life with our wives’ lives, and unintentionally, that negativity seeps into them too. I can see it even though my wife is emotionally supportive and kind, somewhere deep down, she’s probably hurting too.
I often wonder: What's the point of doing well in life if happiness still feels out of reach at home? Where do I go from here? How do I heal when the storm I grew up in still hasn't passed? 😔
Thank you for opening up about all this. What you’ve gone through - constant fights at home, sleepless nights as a kid, helplessness - no child should face that. And even now, after all the hard work, when peace still feels missing, I can only imagine how draining that must be.”
Sometimes life can feel like one long storm - like we survived the worst parts, but the rain just won’t stop. We fix the outer world - career, marriage, money - but the heart still feels... heavy. Empty. Restless.
There’s something from my faith that really stayed with me. It says:
“Truly, in the remembrance of God do hearts find peace.” (Qur'an 13:28)
It doesn’t say peace comes from wealth, or people changing, or perfect homes - just from remembering God, even in chaos.
And remembrance here doesn’t just mean praying a certain way. It means feeling deeply that:
You are not alone, even if people let you down.
There’s a purpose behind your pain - not random suffering.
There’s a higher presence who listens, even when the world doesn’t.
There’s someone who knows your heart - even the parts you’ve never spoken out loud.
This kind of awareness... it softens pain. It doesn’t magically fix everything around you, but it gives you the strength to not be broken by it.
Your story reminded me of how deeply wounds from childhood stay. And how much peace is not about outside calm - it’s about healing inside.
Even in Islam, peace (sukoon) is seen as something God gives to the heart - not just to your house, job, or relationships. That’s why people turn to dhikr (remembrance). It’s not just ritual - it’s like medicine for a tired soul.
And whatever path you choose - know that healing is still possible. Even if the storm around us doesn't stop, we can still find shelter inside.
