I hate putting myself out there. Not only is it petrifying to do, I find it also quite annoying and cringey. Nevertheless, this is something that must be done, unfortunately. To live is to be seen, or so the great mike wizowski said. UUUUGGGGHHHHHH!!!! I’m so annoyed by the fact that I have to be perceived by people. Sometimes I wish Allah gave me the power to be invisible. I wouldn’t do anything crazy. I’d just.. chill.

I find the fact that I’m a living, breathing human so embarrassing this morning. Like uuuuuggghhh. Noooo no no no noooooooooouh I don’t want anyone to know that I’m just like them and that my survival literally depends on how much food I eat and the amount of sleep I get.

Alhamdulilah. Always alhamdulilah.

I started a reddit community for Muslim girl writers. I wish I had done so sooner. If you’re wondering, it’s r/MuslimGirlWriter. I plan on sharing my short stories, poetry, and essays there. I don’t know if I want to share my blog entries, though. Might be too much? Eh. I’ll give it some more thought and consideration.

I know I want Muslim women from all over the world to share their art, insha’Allah! So, that’s exciting. A space where our voices are nurtured, so that hopefully, insha’Allah, we cement our place in the great world of literature.

فِي أَمَانِ اللَّهِ