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Choosing Without Apology

Lately I have been confronting something inside myself. One of those moments where I stop, step back, and start looking at my own patterns with complete honesty. Not blaming anyone else. Not trying to justify things. Just looking at myself and asking questions that are not always comfortable. I have realized that sometimes I settle for what is simply in front of me. Not because it is what I…

Choosing Without Apology

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The Mind That Never Sleeps

The Mind That Never Sleeps

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The Moment the Door Closes

I was watching a Ramadan series today. One of those Kuwaiti shows that take place in the 1970s and 1980s. I always find myself drawn to them because they reflect a different time and a different social world that am trying to understand as a grown woman. In one of the scenes, a young woman risks her reputation just to ride in a car with the young man she loves. Something so simple carried…

The Moment the Door Closes

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A Marketplace of Faces

I have been going through a dating app, scrolling through faces. Endless faces. Angles, poses, filtered moments frozen in time. My finger running over the X so fast it almost became second nature. So many strange things appear on that screen. I find myself wondering why someone would portray themselves in such a way, or describe themselves the way they do. Some profiles are extremely…

A Marketplace of Faces

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The Unexpected Gift of Being Read

Today something small caught my attention, and yet it felt deeply meaningful. Out of curiosity, I opened my Facebook author page for Burning Beneath. Not my personal profile, but the page where I share my reflections and writing with the world. For the first time, I actually looked at the number of followers. 131 people. It may not sound like a big number to many. But to me, it meant…

The Unexpected Gift of Being Read

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Connection Is Enough

I arrived early to prepare the space, around five thirty. I remember feeling anxious, stressed, maybe even afraid. This Circle means so much to me, and I think part of me was afraid of failing, or of it failing. Maybe that is the perfectionist in me, the part I am slowly learning to soften. I kept reminding myself of one simple truth. My energy is what matters. That is what I bring. Most of…

Connection Is Enough

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The pain we normalize and never question

Living through life as a woman has always amazed me. Not because it is easy, but because of how much pain a woman can endure and still keep moving as if nothing is happening, as if it is part of a regular day, part of a regular life. Not a life I chose, not a life I resent. I am not angry at being a woman. I love myself. I love being a woman. But the question that keeps returning is simple…

The pain we normalize and never question

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The Cycle of Power

Everywhere you look, everywhere you read — articles, posts, headlines — it’s all about fear, wars, struggles, discrimination, and protests. It feels as if the world is on fire. But really, when was it not? The truth is, the world has always been burning — not in flames, but in power struggles over control. What’s changed is not the fire itself, but how visible it has become. The media, the…

The Cycle of Power