Inside the mind of an immigrant
My pregnancy wasn't all glitter and gold like you see on those Instagram posts. It was more of nausea, vomiting, loss of appetite and constant fatigue. I'm not complaining. My son is a blessing. He's my little bundle of sunshine. My Noor. My reason to keep moving forward. Without him I don't know how my life … Continue reading Anxiety with a dab of postpartum
I gave you birthbut I did not give you life.You are not mine.You do not belong to me.I do not own you.You are nothing less than a miracle.A reason for me to celebrate.You are an amanat (gift) form Allah (SWT). An infinite, irreplaceable treasure that fills my soul with light every time your face crosses … Continue reading A mothers letter
Bleeding on the inside with no blood.Hurting badly but having no visible wounds.Aching like hell but there is no noticeable injury.You feel every excruciating second, but you don’t have time.You’ve done no physical work, but you feel so tired that all you want to do is sleep.Your thoughts move faster than photons and yet they … Continue reading Having anxiety is like:
"Anxiety is not a big deal. Get over it. It’s all in your head. You’re overreacting. Stop acting so childish. Your faith is weak. You need to pray more." These are just a few things I’ve heard over the past few years of being diagnosed with an anxiety disorder. Everyone is right. It’s not a … Continue reading Anxiety and suicide
I thought you were healed but I didn't know I was wrong this strength I saw in you wasn't because you were strong it was because you were trying to mend yourself into the person you wanted to be but you leaned on anger and we failed to see that the cure you were searching … Continue reading I need help
