For the longest time I've struggled with finding an identity for myself. I've struggled to figure out where I fit in, where was my place among society because I just didn't know. My hair for the longest time has felt like the closest idea to having a defining trait, over the years it became a running joke among friends on how it had a mind of its own. In time, my hair became a big part of my personality, which in turn I suppose caused me to be unable to see myself apart from it. I still struggle to place myself among people, I'm not sure if it was because of how I grew up or the bullying but let's talk about it.

Eid Mubarak to all my Muslim brothers and sisters celebrating across the globe. I hope this Eid and all future ones are kind to you and your loved ones. Eid is a time for community and being able to be with those you care for. I'm sure there are many like me who are spending this Eid far from who we usually spend it with, this was me trying to do my part in assuring you that we are not alone. Yes the traditions may not be the same and need to change things up, but, why not? Why can't we do something a little bit differently this time around? Let's talk about it.

I struggle a lot with my inherently laziness. It leaves me unable to get most things done unless I can somehow find the strength within to get my sh*t together. I think of it as a sickness really, this feeling within that just leaves me paralysed and feeling as horrid as humanly possible. I feel the lethargy welling up inside and I hate it. I don't know if anyone else suffers from this but, let's talk about it.