My journey with the hijab has been anything but linear. I first put it on at 8, took it off at 18, put it back on at 20, and removed it again at 22. For 5 years I drifted away from Islam, stopped practicing, got caught up in the distractions of this world, and convinced myself I was free—free to dress for the male gaze, free to chase fleeting pleasures, free to live without boundaries. But none of it made me feel whole. None of it made sense. It was fun, sure—but at what cost? It took the loss of a dear friend to shake me awake, to remind me of what truly matters. And just like that, the hijab became an honor once again. No journey is perfect, and no path is without struggle. But every single day, I choose to show up as a proud Muslim woman. I choose to wear my faith on my sleeve—literally and figuratively. And in that choice, I have found a freedom greater than anything this world could offer. To my sisters on their own journeys: keep going. Your struggles don’t define you, but your sincerity does. May Allah make it easy for all of us.
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