Here's something you probably would never guess about me but I used to be an incredibly shy and timid person.
I was afraid of my own shadow, it seemed. I don't know when it precisely changed or how it happened, but I started to speak up and speak out. I became me.
But when I was a very shy and timid person, I was also extremely conflict avoidant. I was the peacekeeper. I didn't stand up to my friends. I never rocked the boat. I didn't share my opinions and I was so incredibly anxious all the time.
It's so strange to look back and think about it because I don't even know that person. I'm unbelievably confident. I'm constantly speaking out, in person and online. I have an absurd amount of phenomenal friendships and relationships. I'm deeply liked and loved by people.
I know, what an arrogant thing to say. That I'm deeply liked but I am. I walk in any room and easily make friends. Now, this isn't to say that absolutely everyone loves me, or even likes me, or even just cares for me. The difference is that I no longer care if they do or don't.
I made friends with a local shop owner who made me a curry dish from his area and brought in it knowing I would stop by so I could try it. Then, I made him some pita.
I had a new neighbour move in and we shared music playlists with each other & now I'm invited to his bday party
I worked on a project 7 months ago and made such an impression on a colleague that even though we have literally nothing in common, we stayed friends and talk every week.
I was friendly with the local butcher who now gives me ideas for dinner and literally gets in veal specifically because I like it, as nobody in the area ever buys it or requests. When I make something he recommended, he makes me come back so we can discuss if it went well or not.
My daughter is pretty shy too but she has a friend at school she loves and wants her to come over so I become friendly with the mom and we bond over being refugees. Now she trusts me enough to have her daughter come over to our place.
I went out one night with a random stranger I met on Bumble BFF, had an amazing time, and then I met a bunch of other people there and invited all to my party. They all came, we had a blast, and we still talk and hang out on occasion.
There are tons of stories like this, the point is I stopped being shy. I started saying everything that was on my mind and I started caring less about what people thought of me.
When I first got a little bit of a platform on Twitter, I wasn't yet the woman I am today. So, I remember my first "viral post" and the hate I got. I remember how my stomach dropped at the things people were saying. It physically hurt to read lies and know people didn't like me.
People talk so much shit about me now and I have been the subject of some of the world's funniest rumours, both on social media and IRL...and guess what? It doesn't impact me at all. I mainly laugh it off. Or I block and move on. 10 years ago, I would've cried.
This isn't just about personal stuff either. My career has improved so much by my ability to beat my shyness and let go of my fear. I've had arguments with politicians. I have yelled at CEOs. I have disagreed with people signing my paycheque! Respectfully enough, ofc, but still.
I've stood up to police officers harassing people. I've argued with racists in public. I've stood up and yelled at men bothering and even abusing women in public. Me, the person who absolutely refused to say anything to anyone when she was younger. Who was just too scared to.
& when I was shy and timid, I had "friends" who I never stood up to, who weren't ever really my friends. While I spent my time appeasing them, they spent theirs disparaging me. Now, I have friends who would go to war for me. Literally.
Or elders. My god, how nice and sweet I was to the worst humans possible simply because they were older and I had to respect them. That changed. I speak out against anyone who I find it toxic, old or young, especially if they're hurting someone I love. I say what's on my mind.
This is a long diatribe, I know. But the point is that you can and will change. I hope you do. I hope you know that you can break out of your shell. That there is an entire world ready to greet exactly who you are and welcome you with open arms.
There are friends you haven't made yet but you will and they will be the best thing to happen to you. There are people you haven't had the strength to stand up to but one day you'll find it and it will feel so good. One day, you won't be that scared. One day you will become YOU.
There are so many things that have led to me becoming the person that I am. 10-15 years ago, I don't think I liked myself very much. I was someone curated for other's existence. But now, I am me and I live for me and I make mistakes for me and I learn for me and I never give up.
Anyway. Change is so beautiful. I am so proud of myself. I am so happy constantly and all the time, even when I'm in a big depression hole. I'm so excited always for the future...and I am so glad I found my voice and that I speak out. I'm in awe of myself, some days.
So, you know...call me arrogant or a narcissist or over-confident or whatever. I've been the shy, timid, self-depreciating, lost little girl and I will never go back to shrinking & dulling myself down to make others comfortable. I'm great & those who know it, shine with me too.
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Actually you're wrong, World Hijab Day was created by Nazma Khan to encourage women of all backgrounds to wear the hijab for a day and to educate others about Muslim women's choice to wear what they want. I'd know because I wrote one of the first articles about it, as a hijabi.
& it was actually heavily criticised for many, many years by a good majority of Muslim women, particularly hijab wearing Muslim women. One of the biggest criticism was that wearing it for one day doesn't translate into an experience of Islamophobia.
Another major criticism of it, once again by Muslim women, was that the focus on our individual choice to wear the hijab as Muslim women in the West was erasing our sisters in countries where they were forced into wearing it. We were speaking from a position of privilege.
My daughter comes home and tell me that a classmate who she's not all that fond of & has complained about said a racial slur and got in trouble. I asked her what it was, she said "the g word", apparently racist towards Black people. Neither she nor I know what this g word is.
Anyway, I googled it and went down the list of ethnic slurs. First of all, there are an absurd amount of them. Second, how in the hell does a 10 year old learn a racial slur so bad that most people don't even know it. The slur is named after a racist toy.
Anyway, I am shocked and really disgusted that this happened.
Happy #WorldHijabDay! I'm thankful for the times and freedom I chose to wear it and I'm thankful for freedom I had to take it off.
& today I wish the same for all of us: a woman's right to chose to wear or not to wear the hijab. Like my mother, who always wears hers proudly.
Muslim women are often infantilised by both sides, particularly those who wear the hijab. In some countries, they are forced to wear it. In some, they are forced to go without. The issue remains the same, patriarchal control over women's bodies, entitlement to our choices.
But it is choice we should be fighting for and it is choice I will always fight for. To wear it in the midst of Islamophobic violence and attacks is as brave as if is to take it off in the midst of a patriarchal and controlling governments and societies. Both are beautiful.
It's strange to complain about how people are stupid and ignorant yet do nothing to help change that. Are you educating them? Are you giving them the resources to educate themselves? Are you teaching them about identification of valid sources? Or are you just calling them dumb?
I get that wilful ignorance is frustrating but I think we still have to try to do our part to educate. Like, I'm Balkan where everyone's resource is the parents or a "friend" and not academic works, but I'm gonna shove academics works in their face anyway.
& I'm not saying this is everyone's responsibility but it absolutely is the responsibility of anyone who positions themselves as a scholar or educator in whatever community they're in.
There was a period in which this happened but it was not at all a Muslim specific act. In fact, more churches & Catholic/Christian properties were confiscated than Islamic ones. They were confiscated and nationalised. By the 1960s authorities changed their tune towards religion.
The communist regime did look to reduce the impact religion and religious leaders had in the public sphere and were proponents of secularisation. But at pt so was much of the population. In the 1970s we see a huge resurgence of religious tolerance & freedom, esp. towards Muslims.
And then in the '70s & '80's, there was an Islamic revival in Yugoslavia of sorts. The Islamic Theological Faculty was established during the Yugoslav times in 1977.
I want to briefly talk about the misinformation that Yugoslav authorities banned the hijab in Bosnia and that Bosnian-Muslim women were forced out of their hijabs. The reality is that there was an unveiling campaign, led by women, and it had to do with the niqab, not the hijab.
In 1947 it was actually the Islamic Community in Bosnia and across Yugoslavia that declared the niqab was not a mandatory veil in Islam and that veiling the face wasn't required in Islam.
However, this wasn't entirely successful as despite the efforts of the Anti-Fascist Women's Front and the Islamic Community themselves, most women, even those who unveiled publicly, would end up veiling again upon return to their villages due to their husbands.