Asalamualaikum everyone! In today’s post I will be sharing my personal hijab story with you guys 😀 .
PERSONAL BACKGROUND /Â BEING A MUSLIM IN AMERICA
Alhamdulilah I grew up in a Muslim family so the process wasn’t too dramatic or anything. It just took quite a while for me to decide to wear the headscarf 😀 . I carried a few concerns with me and I had a lot of personal issues to go through before I felt like it was time to crown myself with the hijab.
As a Muslimah in America, it isn’t easy. I’ve had to maneuver my way through a sea of pressure from my family and peers alike.  Growing up while being in a minority is always awkward because you are continuously reminded of how different you are from everyone else…..but I am grateful for my situation. My environment has shaped me to become the person I have today and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I am definitely blessed to have grown up in an amazing environment. Thankfully, I didn’t have to face any major Islamophobes because I live in a very good area with lots of diversity. It’s amazing to reside among people with open and tolerant minds and I am forever grateful to be in this position.
A NATURAL MOVEMENT
I just always knew that I was going to wear the hijab eventually. I didn’t put a lot of pressure on myself to start because I trusted the process. As a result of this natural movement, my transition has only been positive because I have listened to my gut feelings. In order to feel like the decision was best for me, this slow development was very necessary. It allowed me to grow as a person, identify who I was, and find solace in the fact that I had made the right move.
In November of 2014, I suddenly felt the urge to cut my hair. Something inside me said that it would make sense eventually, so I followed my instinct. At that time, I had a really long mane and I was quite proud of it 😀 . When I came home after my visit to the salon, my family was, understandably, very confused.
HOW I FINALLY STARTED
On Valentine’s Day, 2015, I just went for the leap and decided that I would start wearing hijab. I still carried insecurities but I knew that in the end I would be fine. I would figure it out eventually and I started to become comfortable with the unknown.Â