Organization and planning are things that I have only come to embrace in my life during my years in university. See, I was a mess before. I may have used my memory to remember everything but I NEVER, EVER wrote in planners.
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As I head into my mid-twenties this year, I have done a lot of self-reflection. I graduated high school six years ago and looking back, I wish I could tell my younger self not to rush into post-secondary education. While I was mature for my age, I was pretty much living an academic life that did not fulfill me entirely.
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Destination addiction. I am as guilty of it as most millennials. We dream of our next job, our next home, when we will get married and have children. It is okay to dream these things but when it comes in our way of living in the present moment and experiencing gratitude and contentment, that is when it isn’t healthy.
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My mental health journey is complicated and is one that started over a decade ago when I was a preteen. I was bullied during some points of my life due to my weight fluctuations and a normal awkward-looking phase.
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Ramadan is very dear to me. Ramadan 2013 in particular is when I started wearing the hijab. Ramadan brings ease to my heart which in recent years has seen its fair share of pain. As many of you know, I suffer from anxiety and depressive bipolar. Anxiety has ruled my life in many ways.
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Productivity never comes naturally (well for me it never did). It takes perseverance, patience and most of all self-control. What productivity entails is doing a set of tasks within a reasonable amount of time without much distraction in order to utilize the time saved for other projects.
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It has been a week since citizens from 7 Muslim-majority countries saw themselves unable to enter the US. Many of whom who are dual-citizens, relatives visiting for weddings, ill parents etc. These 7 countries are all countries that the US has meddled in before; subsequently causing unrest and/or civil war in these nations.
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My hijab story is quite a unique one thus I will start the story prior to when I first wore it. I was born almost 22 years ago in the hustle and bustle of downtown Toronto to loving parents. My father, an Egyptian immigrant to Canada was raised Muslim while my mother, a Canadian by birth was raised Anglican Christian and converted to Islam 8 months prior to my birth.
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