I haven’t written in a long time, I’m not really sure why. Truth be told, my life hasn’t been so busy that I couldn’t write, I just haven’t. My desktop is cluttered with half written blog posts and today I’m merging many of those ideas and adding some updates. So as you may know, I took this year off from school. I haven’t talked about … Continue reading Where I’ve been: loves and lessons
^because we all enjoy a good islamic dating meme. The topic of this post was inspired by an anonymous submission to ask hiba, if you have a situation you’re in and you’d like me to talk about, please submit and give me things to talk about! Submission: I’m in a tricky situation. I was asked out on a date by this guy (muslim) who wrote … Continue reading dating while muslim and hiding it from family
I’m so excited for this for this posttttt!!!!!!! Okay sooo….in 2018, I made possibly one of the best decisions of my life, starting a public blog. I didn’t originally intend it to become a tell-all blog about my life but somehow throughout the year, it became a place for me to bare my bruises to everyone. A cathartic and very very rewarding experience. I wouldn’t … Continue reading advice column + the future of this blog!
The Florida Mental Health Act of 1971, commonly known as the “Baker Act,” allows the involuntary institutionalization and examination of an individual. As I mentioned in a previous blog post, this September, I baker acted myself which means I gave up my own rights and let the hospital treat me as they saw fit, even without my consent. This was one of the best decisions … Continue reading the truth about the time i was in the mental hospital
I shake the hand of someone who holds an unfamiliar face. A few words in, I’m adding sugar and honey to my personality. I cherry pick and showcase my sexiest traits. As people, we do everything we can to sweeten ourselves into a version of ourselves we think others will respond to. For me, this means I water my personality down for the constant voice … Continue reading my fear of being too much.
^last time this joke could be used ladies!1! December 31st, I was sitting across from my friend Zainab’s face. She was smaller than she usually is, smiling through my iphone screen. We both discussed our resolutions, mine was to write more for my blog and make it public. We both probably set a bunch of other tiny resolutions, now forgotten and incomplete. A year later, … Continue reading My public blog, losing friends and rumors: 2018 reflection
Is happiness really my choice if it’s brought on by pills?
Am I leaning onto a crutch instead of trying to heal from within, naturally?
Is it smart for me to go off of meds, or entirely selfish when I know the worst of my episodes my own life in danger and cause my loved ones an unimaginable amount of pain? Continue reading psych meds and spirituality
About a month and a half ago, in a frenzied manic state, I wrote an article called “almost killed myself, fake on Instagram + other things I shouldn’t talk about”. I didn’t edit, re-read, or think twice when I posted it. Overnight, that became my most read post on this blog. At first, that was frightening. It went from no one knowing to nearly everyone … Continue reading Why I REALLY talk about my mental illness + a short update
This post is mainly a rambling and slightly consists of some complaining, bear with me. November is a special time for many writers, it’s when the writing community seems to be most active, NaNoWriMo. Also known as National Novel Writing Month. It’s when authors around the world attempt to write a 50,000 page manuscript in 30 days. It’s challenging, it’s fun, and it’s something I’ve … Continue reading writer’s block + quitting nanowrimo
It has been a hot second since I’ve posted anything. One of my last posts about my almost-suicide got a lot more attention than I could’ve imagined. It weirdly deterred me from writing more, honestly. I just returned from another trip from the hospital, I had barely entered my doorway when inspiration struck for a poem. I spent the next five hours, writing a … Continue reading what having bipolar disorder feels like