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Sometimes I wonder when I stopped seeing myself as a woman and started seeing myself only through the roles I carry. I am a mother. I am a single mother. I am a Muslimah. I am the one my children depend on. I am the one who makes the decisions, keeps things organised, holds everything… Read more
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There was a time when I thought being exhausted was just part of being a mum. Then life changed in ways I never imagined. As a single mum raising four children, one of whom lives with an acquired brain injury, exhaustion stopped being about sleepless nights with babies or busy school mornings. It became something… Read more
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We often imagine healing as a finish line—a place where the pain disappears, life feels easy again, and everything finally makes sense. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that healing rarely looks like that. Healing is messy. It’s unpredictable. Some days you feel stronger than ever, and other days a memory, a song,… Read more
