Living in the trap house I was rarely bored. There was always some sort of excitement either in or outside of the house. One of the common…… Read more “Princess in the Trap House pt.2”
Author: themisunderstoodafromuslimah
Hey y'all!! I'm a young Black Muslimah, trying to navigate through college and my twenties the best way I know how. So, I decided to start a blog and share some of m crazy adventures and thoughts constantly racing through my head.
Muslimah in the Middle
I used to really love the show Malcolm in the Middle, mainly because I identified well with Malcolm, the main character. The middle knows it all child,…… Read more “Muslimah in the Middle”
Just As I Am
For the majority of my life, I have been obsessed with my weight! I’ve either been too skinny or too fat, but never did I look in…… Read more “Just As I Am”
Embracing the Unkown
It’s crazy how fast time flies, this time last year I was in England trying to figure out how to spend America’s Independence Day. All week talking…… Read more “Embracing the Unkown”
Sudan – the land of blacks — The Poetic Elixir
from the mouth of the Mediterranean a silent tear travels all the way to Khartoum, and an outrage bursts into a violence the sirens said ‘rape their… Read more "Sudan – the land of blacks — The Poetic Elixir"
Questions to a Hijabi
You know sometimes I miss being a hijabi, it was like being a part of sisterhood in a sisterhood. An unspoken bond, that only women in hijab…… Read more “Questions to a Hijabi”
Everybody’s a Vilain
As much as I like to reflect upon my love life and always see myself as the innocent princess, that overcame heartbreak, but that’s not completely true. …… Read more “Everybody’s a Vilain”
Happy First Anniversary
Never did I think I would start a blog, and let alone fall involve with being a blogger. I initially started this journey not expecting anyone to…… Read more “Happy First Anniversary”
Born Feminist
As a little girl, I always identified as female before anything else. Above all of my other characteristics, religion, and ethnicity, I knew being a woman is…… Read more “Born Feminist”
Not Black Enough
As a child, I was extremely quiet and passive-aggressive. Al Humduillah, I grew up and started speaking up for myself. As I talk to my younger brother…… Read more “Not Black Enough”
