Chapter Twenty-Three has officially concluded, and in summary, I accepted I’m a wonderful chaotic put together mess. Now it is time to truly flourish and embrace the unknown of what this next chapter will bring me. Once I finally threw out the ridiculous timeline of my life and just live for me and enjoy … More Happy Birthday to Me
I have this hidden fear deep down inside, but on the surface, I have a very nonchalant attitude about being a mediocre borderline bad Muslimah, but when I lay my head down at night I do reflect on all of my haram actions. I can’t help but wonder, where my soul will end up in … More Roaring 20s
When I was a child, I had my whole life planned out. I thought by the age of 23, I’d have my degree, married, or at least in a serious relationship, and starting my career. Now a week away from my 23rd birthday, I’m still I school and painfully single. Honestly, for the past few … More Cheers to Twenty Three
The Misunderstood Afro Muslimah 