I’ve been demonized these past few months over my lack of “modesty”. My Muslimness has been questioned on a daily basis from both strangers on the Internet & my loved ones. Some of my most banging posts have been deleted because others have deemed them too risqué. Only reason I deleted them was because I wanted my mom to stop crying. •
The combination of Pakistani & Muslim & woman or anything Muslim and woman, makes me resent everything about who I am. •
Everything we do reflects on our family and in turn our community and value system. Mistakes brand Muslim women. We don’t get second chances like men. We don’t get reckless “phases.” In the eyes of our culture, Muslim women are born adult.
Women who pursue their desired lives do so with a heavy internal shame of letting the people around them down. Here I am, living my best life, but right after this photo was taken, I stopped smiling. I felt guilt. •
To the other @tropicisleliving girls, if I appeared aloof or unhappy on this trip - this is why. I have to censor myself just so I don’t lose my Muslim credibility. It doesn’t matter if I follow all the other tenants of Islam - the whole world will judge me based off of my clothes - or lack of. •
I probably should end this on a high note, but I am emotionally tired. I can’t be this positive role model 24/7. I want to complain sometimes. Please read @zayna.u’s latest post (link in her bio). If anything I said resonated with you, what she wrote will make you cry #HaramPolice