By taking on these projects to explore elements of my faith and strengthen my understanding of Islam, I am allowing myself to understand the ways in which my faith has always complemented my life despite my resistance, and the ways in which it can guide me.
We have loved, we have lost. We have grieved, we have rejoiced. We threw parties, and attended funerals. Somehow, we've managed to fit the entire spectrum of human emotion into one single year, and frankly, I'm impressed.
Through this letter to my younger self, I hope to share with you the pieces of advice I wish someone had given me all those years ago. To my younger self, Firstly, you are doing absolutely amazing, my love. You are 22 and guess what? Most of the things that felt like they mattered a… Continue reading A Letter to Myself: You Are Not Fat
I intended this to be a very frank and impersonal post about the importance of mental health and acknowledging its existence in both our own lives and of those we love, but even as I sit here to write this, I find myself constantly trying to find ways of underplaying my own mental state and… Continue reading Underplaying Mental Health