It's been two days since Mark attacked me, and my bruised eye looked horrible. The swelling had subsided, but my eye...

Mark decided to move back in with Mum, and that was my cue to leave, although it was with a heavy heart and much...

It is the twenty-third day of Ramadan! Umme and I were discussing how quickly the days had flown. As I shared with her...

No one ever tells you that getting back into a routine after your haidh is immensely difficult, particularly the...

Fatima rushed in the door and caught me eating and laughed hard as I tried to hide the food from her. She wiped the...

Mum was asleep, and I sat on the window seat looking at the neighbourhood I had grown up in whilst making dhikr. It...

Grieving was hard for Mum; she walked about the house aimlessly, going through Dad's belongings, and at times I'd hear...

I began journaling at the beginning of Ramadan, mainly to remind me of my first Ramadan. Yesterday, I had included my...

I have lived with my parents in their home all my life, yet I now felt out of place. I missed Fatima and Umme; I...