Asalaam Alaykum wa Rahmatullahi wa Baraktuhu,
So I have registered on this website to get some advice from brothers and sisters who may have been in my situation. My story is long but I intend for it to strengthen your faith, Insha'Allah.
At the age of 19, I was afflicted with a particularly horrible illness and needed the answers as to why it happened to me and what the purpose of life was. At the time I was a freshman in college and had no friends, no family, no real guidance. My life was very depressing. I was always online so I did research on Islam. I was always strongly attracted to the name "Allah" and never accepted the Islamophobic rhetoric presented by media, nor the fear of Muslims that is very common in my Hindu household. Yes I forgot to mention, I am from a Hindu family in India though I was born and raised in America.
I ended up finding the sirrah of Nabi Muhammad (SAW) very sincere. It became clear to me that he was not a phoney or a whacko, instead, he was definitely genuine. After a while, I read the shahadah from Wikipedia.com alone in my room. I then prostrated (from what I know now) the sujood as shukr. I learn salat from a youtube video and spent the next few years or so reading about Islam, but not really praying that much at all. I met Muslims here and there in life, but I still had a lingering Hindu thought of "all the religions lead to God," so my faith was fairly weak.
After experiencing idiot behavior from Muslims in the community I though to myself "what did I do?" I thought I made a foolish mistake by joining the religion of idiots. So I ended up joining various Hindu cults, which I know now, were all related to sihir. Yes I involved myself in sihir. Astagfirullah. I thought I was doing something that would make me successful in life, but little did I know that all the leaders of these cults have their own hidden agenda. May Allah destroy the liars.
A few weeks before Ramadan I got involved in a really horrible situation with evil doings related to the occult which I will not even mention on here because it is really shameful. Anyways, with all praise to Allah, I ended up meeting Jordanian brothers at work who became my close friends right around Ramadan time. After six years of not practicing Islam, I fasted for the first time and started actually praying 5x a day. I was going to the mosque and even spent one night in i'tikaq. This night I don't think I can ever forget, even if I wanted to, because that night EVERYTHING changed. I realized I had to abandon all the shameful parts of my life and live a pure clean Islam life. I finally realized... I had to BE a Muslim!!!
After I came to this understanding, a lot of hell broke loose in my house. I have been tormented harshly from my parents. Any of you reading this, don't you dare tell me "May Allah guide them" because I am sick and tired of praying for them. As a 26 year old man who used to consider himself strong and intelligent, I have been broken down into such insignificance that I am literally crying in desperation every day. I have already tried to be good to parents. Not all revert stories are happy endings with their family. Mine has all the signs of a necessity to abandon this house full of perverts, liars, and jesters. There is no hope in my heart that they will see the light of Islam. I will not engage in any discussion in regards to giving them dawah. No. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever.
The reason I am posting this message is to ask if anyone knows any sort of way to escape this household. I want to enroll into a University to learn Islam that will give me some kind of career backing. I want to earn a living doing something purely Islam. I don't know, maybe teach Quran to kids. Maybe be involved in the sharia system. Maybe be a munshid (if its halaal, I don't know. I am an excellent singer). I am of Indian descent so I think I would probably like to move to India. But I don't really have any family that can back me on this.
I need advice.
JazakAllahu Khairan. Thanks for reading.