Dating is an exhausting game and feels like a bunch of trial and error. A couple of years ago, I decided to open my dating pool to Non-Muslims. I typically date someone who knows a lot about Islam. So, there really was not a big difference. Now dating someone who knows little to nothing is … More Dating A Non-Muslim
I typically try to stay away from conversations dealing with race, politics, and religion, especially with people I barely know. In my opinion, those conversations never go well, and rarely does either person change their mind; both parties leave frustrated and upset. Unfortunately, I had this one co-worker who loved talking about all three! He … More A Conversation with an Atheist
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, always looking at situations like how did I get here. I never really felt like I belonged anywhere, and just kinda felt like an outsider. I always somehow … More Muslimah in the Middle
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 will truly understand. The crazy thing is I even miss all of the silly questions I used to be asked. At the time they used to drive me … More Questions to a Hijabi
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 my superpower. I don’t recall at what age I realized I was a feminist, but I believe I was born one. I remember when I started attending public school … More Born Feminist
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 about his middle school experience, I can’t help, but sit back and reflect on my completely different experience. I actually don’t have too many fond memories of middle … More Not Black Enough
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
It wasn’t until about third or fourth grade, when I realized Christmas was on December 25th. I was aware of the existence of Christmas, but honestly, I was blissfully ignorant of the relevance or anything about it. A lot of people find that hard to believe since I grew up in a Judeo-Christian country, but … More Merry Christmas
I have struggled for years about my relationship and beliefs when it comes to sex. I was raised to believe that sex is reserved for marriage, or at least between two people who truly love each other. I placed so much value on my virginity, to the point I tied it to my self-worth and … More Let’s Talk About Sex
You know I never took the time to introduce myself as a blogger, and just dived right into my content. I am the Misunderstood Afro Muslimah, navigating through my early 20s and making lifelong memories. I am a young black woman in America, and truly am bicultural. For a long time, I struggled with my … More The Misunderstood Afro Muslimah
The Misunderstood Afro Muslimah 