Tashie Bhuiyan

It reflects one singular experience—because we are not a monolith and we never will be, which is why it’s important to read widely and expansively, to get a whole scope of everyone’s different experiences—and one girl’s path to finding herself.

Everything about her is so loud

I can see the progression of me shifting from loving my parents to tolerating them

Some days, it feels like Ma’s love for home decor outweighs whatever affection she holds for her daughters.

It’s natural for us to say words like inshallah and hold true to the meaning behind it—to believe that Allah is the one who wills things into existence

Sometimes I can’t tell whose voice it is.

And sometimes...it sounds like my own.

Sometimes I can’t tell whose voice it is.

And sometimes...it sounds like my own.

Sometimes taking pride in the small victories is all one can do. I know that lesson far too well.

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If I think about it too long, I get overwhelmingly sad. I wish my parents didn’t care so much about appearances. I wish our happiness was enough.