Tag: housing

  • My Journey to a Healthier Body and Mind

    My Journey to a Healthier Body and Mind

    The author reflects on their evolving relationship with their body and commitment to healthier living. They aim to improve their diet by reducing sugar and junk food while incorporating exercise, driven by personal goals rather than external validation. Despite setbacks, they find joy in fitness and self-acceptance, focusing on inner strength and progress.

  • Finding Peace During Ramadan: A Personal Journey

    Finding Peace During Ramadan: A Personal Journey

    The author reflects on their time spent at home during the stay-at-home order, sharing experiences with family, especially with their younger brother. They observe a change in habits, increasing water intake and cooking at home, while also engaging in fitness together. Despite binge-watching shows, they feel at peace, aiming to use their time more productively…

  • Grateful Reflections on Two Years of Blogging

    Grateful Reflections on Two Years of Blogging

    The author celebrates their two-year blogging anniversary, expressing gratitude for being nominated for the Sunshine Blogger Award and reflecting on their journey. They cherish support from readers and highlight their favorite post, “Not Black Enough.” Additionally, they valued connections made as a featured blogger on Hijabie Hood. Excited for future growth, they appreciate their community.

  • The Nightly Lockout Show: Life with My Trap House Neighbors

    The Nightly Lockout Show: Life with My Trap House Neighbors

    As I’ve stated before, each one of my housemates added to the adventure and excitement of living in the trap house. The mother and daughter duo was a pair that I could never fully understand. They lived on the second floor and shared a small room with no windows. The daughter was pregnant and her…

  • Tea, Theft, and Trap House Drama: The Boxer’s Missing Laptop

    Tea, Theft, and Trap House Drama: The Boxer’s Missing Laptop

    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 themes of drama in the house was theft. Al Humduillah (Thank God), no one ever stole anything from me, maybe nobody felt like walking all the way upstairs,…