Faith & Doubt
1 min
I Left Islam at 18. I Came Back at 25.
It wasn't science that pulled me away. It was pain. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was beauty.
Revert journeys. Identity struggles. Faith found, lost, and found again. Unfiltered voices from your brothers and sisters across the world.
In Egypt, a divorced woman is a tragedy. I decided to be a plot twist instead.
It wasn't science that pulled me away. It was pain. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was beauty.
It wasn't logic that pulled me away. It was exhaustion. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was community.
It wasn't logic that pulled me away. It was anger. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was grief.
It wasn't atheism that pulled me away. It was pain. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was beauty.
It wasn't science that pulled me away. It was pain. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was community.
It wasn't atheism that pulled me away. It was exhaustion. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was grief.
It wasn't science that pulled me away. It was anger. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was community.
It wasn't logic that pulled me away. It was loss. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was community.
It wasn't logic that pulled me away. It was loneliness. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was silence.
It wasn't science that pulled me away. It was loneliness. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was grief.
It wasn't philosophy that pulled me away. It was loneliness. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was community.
It wasn't logic that pulled me away. It was exhaustion. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was silence.