Identity
1 min
British, Muslim, and Unapologetic
People keep asking me to choose between my culture and my faith. I refuse.
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.
People keep asking me to choose between my culture and my faith. I refuse.
They said wearing a beard would hold me back in politics. I wore it anyway. They took me seriously regardless.
I've answered 'aren't you hot in that?' approximately four hundred times. Here's my actual answer.
I've answered 'do you have to pray five times?' approximately four hundred times. Here's my actual answer.
I've answered 'but why can't you drink?' approximately four hundred times. Here's my actual answer.
They said wearing hijab would hold me back in law. I wore it anyway. They took me seriously regardless.
At school I was too Muslim. At the mosque I was too Sweden. I spent years feeling like I belonged nowhere.
Our first year nearly ended because of the wedding guest list. What saved us was an imam who understood honest communication.
They said wearing hijab would hold me back in media. I wore it anyway. They took me seriously regardless.
When the pandemic hit, our tiny mosque became the last line of defence — Muslim and non-Muslim alike.
I spent 33 years searching for meaning in rastafarian. Then a patient changed everything.
People keep asking me to choose between my culture and my faith. I refuse.