Identity
1 min
American, 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.
It wasn't philosophy that pulled me away. It was anger. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was mercy.
At school I was too Muslim. At the mosque I was too Canada. I spent years feeling like I belonged nowhere.
They said wearing my faith openly would hold me back in finance. I wore it anyway. They took me seriously regardless.
It wasn't logic that pulled me away. It was loss. And it wasn't theology that brought me back. It was beauty.
They said wearing hijab would hold me back in finance. I wore it anyway. They took me seriously regardless.
They said wearing a beard would hold me back in tech. I wore it anyway. They took me seriously regardless.
They said wearing my faith openly would hold me back in law. I wore it anyway. They took me seriously regardless.
I spent 19 years searching for meaning in mormon. Then a customer changed everything.
Everyone in my agnostic community thought I'd lost my mind. I'd never been more sane.
I spent 32 years searching for meaning in secular humanist. Then a patient changed everything.
Our first year nearly ended because of biryani. What saved us was an imam who understood marriage counselling.