Everyone knows about the middle child syndrome, and I can honestly say it is true. I have a unique case because I wasn’t always the middle child. I was the youngest for the first ten years of my life, stuck in my older brother’s shadow. He was the perfect little Muslim and scholar, and he … More A Heavy Shadow
“I think I’ve lost a lot of my fire, but this summer I’m getting it back, and burning a whole lot of shit down with me.” You know I found that quote randomly rereading through one of my notebooks, that I wrote around March. I forgot I wrote or that was even a goal of … More A New Flame
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
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
The Misunderstood Afro Muslimah 