There was a part of me that was sure I was going to fail in a non-academic environment, but weeks went by and nothing bad happened. In fact, a whole lot of great things happened.
I tried finding communities outside of my faith, but nothing quite fit.
By the time I was twenty-three years old, I had absolutely no idea who I was and my life had completely fallen apart.
I was living the 'American Dream' and I gave it all up for a minimum wage job so I could be happy.
A few months ago, I was spending weeks pitching ideas about my experiences to various websites, struggling to get a reply. Today, I'm editing the Race Section at The Tempest.
Oh, the guilt. It was wrenching.
As I put on my hijab in his bathroom, I caught him looking at me.
It wasn't easy and it didn't happen overnight. I'm definitely not perfect today.
She asked incredulously, "Your...girlfriend? Like you dated a woman?!" I nodded.