Confessions of a Hijabi @confessionsofthehijabi - Tumblr Blog

Confession: I'm moving to a red city in the summer for an internship and I'm worried/scared that I might have to remove my hijab because of they're of people who live in said city, but I don't want to. I'm conflicted and scared and I dont know what to do.

If you have heard of violence towards hijabis going on in that town, you should take it off while you’re there. If not, continue wearing it. Do what makes you happy and safe.

Confession. I used to listen to music under my hijab in school on low volume and was never bored lol

I wish I had tried that lol never did

Have you ever thought of taking off your hijab? I’m 17 and I’ve been wearing the hijab for about 6-7 years now, but i wore it for the wrong reasons. I don’t pray, my morals and actions don’t follow the requirements of the hijab( because to me, hijab is not only about covering your body but also keeping ur heart pure in some sense “حجابُ قلبٍ" i think is what they call it) It feels wrong to take it off but it doesnt feel right to keep it on and not improve or change.Im very lost. Please help?

I have taken it off. For years when I was younger and wearing it, I was such a bitter person. In my head I would be ridiculing women who chose not to wear hijab. It would also haunt me in high school and truly affected who I was as a person and this blog became a place for me to vent. It doesn’t seem like this is a negative space but coming home angry, venting how other people saw and reacted to me is pretty negative wouldn’t you say? During my last few years of high school I was obsessed with the idea of one day taking it off but I always thought that I could never go through with it. I literally would come home and just sit and cry in my room but never did anything about it. I’m in college now and I’m so much happier without it. I can’t sit here and decide for you why you aren’t praying etc etc. but I can tell you if your actions aren’t reciprocating with what the hijab stands for and you’re still a hijabi, there literally is no point in wearing it. When discussing hijab, people in my family would say how wearing hijab is at least something even if your actions don’t reciprocate- that you’re still hanging onto a small piece of thread that connects you to your religion. I can tell you that i’m not any more or any less religious than when I didn’t have a literal cloth on my head. Hijab in every Muslims head is such an exaggerated idea. “Oh, a woman doesn’t wear hijab? Shit gotta disown her”. Fuck that lol what a joke. So if you’re in a safe environment where you know you’ve got your parents support and there’s no possible threat, do what you want. Stop overthinking it. You will feel so much lighter knowing you are doing what you want and that YOU have control. Feel free to message me if you have any more questions. I wish you the best in 2018! xx

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Tears fill my eyes as I read the words on my screen. The world seems to stop spinning for the slightest second as I re-read the anonymous message over and over again, gripping on to the hope that the words will magically disappear. But they didn’t. Anon had done it; they’d figured out that the only way to make me take off my hijab was to call my hair ugly. My one weakness.

A tear streams down my left cheek.

Eight years of academy hijab training…wasted. I had to prove this extremely relevant and good-looking anonymous person wrong, I cared too much about what they thought. How could I live my life knowing that there is one person out there who thinks probably my hair is ugly maybe? How could I look myself in the mirror? How could I face my family? My shoulders shook as I cried silently, and my chair squeaked ever so slightly at the vibrations; as if it, too, was crying in sorrow.

It wasn’t until that moment that the second part of the message dawned on me… how would I prove them wrong without breaking the rules? Was it really against the rules? I reach into my hijab and pull out a scroll. At the very top, in cursive jet-black inked letters, the word ‘Rules’ stares back at me. My heart is racing as my eyes frantically read the scroll.

‘Rule #1: no killing people,’ it reads. I let out a whimper. There go my evening plans.

Suddenly, my eye catches the next words. The scroll is rustling in my trembling hands as I turn my face away, tears spraying out of my eyes like the spit of a white person as they try to justify racism. The cursive words felt more like a curse of words, vivid and refusing to disappear as if I were still staring at them even through my closed eyes.

Rule #2: don’t show ur hair girl it’s ugly lmaooooo

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I reopen my blog and the first ask is dating advice lol. It’s 2017- lets do what we want for once and not care for the feelings of someone who doesn’t care about yours. Out with the old, in with the new you feel? Now go do it.

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Sometimes we wish to sleep so we can forget. And sometimes, we wish to forget so we can sleep. أحيانا نتمنى ان ننام كي ننسى وأحيانا نتمنى ان ننسى كي ننام

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#this should be titled different kinds of pain #quote #sleep #life