They said that someone put a spell on me.
My family is entirely religious. They have been forcing me to worship since I was seven, and I have been pretending as I do. When I was 10, even my period didn’t start, they prohibited me from wearing t-shirts and pants. They wanted me to
On every visit to my relatives, they only ask me, “Are you going to study Theology?”
I am Nazlı. I am 18. My journey of Imam-Hatip, a religious school, started because of my father’s stubbornness and my headscarf journey started with enthusiasm at the age of 11. Already at the age of 5, my math teacher emphasized the necessity of a
They think they saved my afterlife by ruining my life in this world.
Let me start telling my story by introducing myself. I am an 18-year-old university student. This year I got into a university with a good grade that is in another city. I grew up as an only girl in a family with many children. Since
I am wearing a headscarf for my father and mother, not for Allah.
I took my middle school education at a religious school solely because of my parents’ decision that didn’t deem my opinion as worthy. We are three sisters, but I’m the only one who is being educated religiously. My elder sister and little sister do not
We don’t choose our parents, but our parents chose our fate.
Why do we have to deal with it? Why do we have to keep fighting for our rights while we are the only responsible ones for our bodies and who we meant to be? Tragically, we need this platform. I wish we didn’t have to
I thought secretly to give up wearing a hijab, but I’m afraid to get caught, and I can’t go to school.
Hi, I’m a 17-year-old high school student. I wore a hijab in secondary school with enthusiasm and as a necessity of studying at a religious school. It was mandatory to go to school with ferace and headscarf; otherwise, you couldn’t check into it. I swore
There are many sinners in our home, but all my mother sees is my fragile, damaged hair.
Hello. I have been following this page since the first day. I need to pour my heart out. Maybe it will help someone in need of that. When I was little, I was sexually assaulted a couple of times. I got four years of psychological
It happened to me because of my brother’s temporary enthusiasm.
Hello, I am 19 years old. My brother forced me to become a hijabi after the 8th grade. He suddenly became a religious extremist and started to interfere with everything in the house. He would unplug the TV while I was watching it, saying, “What
I feel like I live in Saudi Arabia when I live in Germany.
It gives me a sense of comfort that this page shows that I’m not alone. I feel like I live in Saudi Arabia when I live in Germany. My family is religious; my neighborhood is even more religious. Only Turks live in my neighborhood; everyone
If I want to live my own way as an individual without being under anyone’s sovereignty, what will happen?
Hello, my story is like everyone here. There’s a terrifying father, a mother who obeys everything, and a girl who’s been decided on her behalf, who’s never been asked what she wants in this story. I’ve been wearing a hijab since the beginning of the
Adoption is forbidden by religion because when he grows up, I could marry him.
I had two friends in hijabs. I was so emulating them; they were dressed well. Just because I emulated them, I was thinking about wearing the hijab. Then last year, my brother died. I felt empty at the time, and religion was like a door
I was subjected to the pressure at school that I had already been subjected at home.
I have been following this page for a long time. I covered up my hair intentionally in the 8th grade. My mother would never let me wear trousers, and I said, ‘’If I can’t even wear pants, then I have to cover myself’’. At that
I always said, ‘’I will be a headscarfed grocery store owner.’’
When they asked, ‘’What will you be when you grow up?’’ I always said, ‘’I will be a headscarfed grocery store owner.’’ I mean, I would say that ‘’I will be headscarfed when I grow up’’, then I suppose I could be a grocery store
Who is to blame? Our family or people who never shut up about our lives?
Hello everyone, this is my second time writing here. The first one’s title was ‘ We followed YouTube channels like Sözler Köşkü, Hayalhanem during our veiling period.’ If you have read that, you would know how everything went well, and I didn’t have a problem regarding
I want to study at the conservatory and follow my dreams.
I am one of those who walk alone. Some people say, ”My eyes used to shine with joy, but something bad just happened.” I don’t know where to start my story. Should I tell you about how my dream of a music career ended before
“We had given you a long notice, that’s it.”
Hello, I’m 14 years old and the daughter of a conservative family. I’ve just discovered this website and saw that I’m not alone. I want to write my own story as well. I wanted to wear a headscarf when I was little. All the women
Even though my mother constantly says, “You’ll become nothing,” I study continuously.
Actually, my story is similar to most of your stories. I’m the daughter of a religious family. In the beginning, I performed my religious duties gladly—I had memorized the Quran; I was a girl who abided by the commands and prohibitions of the religion. Then
I didn’t start to wear the headscarf for Allah; I did it because I thought that my father loves me better even though he beats or gets angry.
There are lots of women who are exposed to swearing and unmentionable words because of the religious pressure. I mention the pressure of the families and relatives who force their girl to wear headscarf. I wish I could a fairy and change the life of
I look at the mirror before I go outside, but that person isn’t me.
Hi, I am writing this letter as I am drowning in my thoughts. I am 17. When I was 14, I was forced to wear a hijab right after I graduated from middle school. My dad talked to me and said if I don’t wear
I would say that the devil was messing with me and wouldn’t put much thought into the situation.
Hello. I don’t know where to start telling you my story. I don’t even know how to write from excitement, excuse me, please. I also went to a religious middle school like most of you. My friends and I started covering our hair in the
Even knowing that I am headscarfed in my thoughts makes me feel comforted.
I started wearing a hijab at 13 when I had my first period. I didn’t face family oppression, but my family is quite conservative, so I had this idea in my head saying, “I have to do this.” Over the years, I realized that my
According to my family, a girl was born, grows up, marries, has children and dies.
Hello, I started to wear the hijab when I was 13. One day I had my period and they said, “It is time to wear the hijab, from now on each strand of your hair is equal to 10,000 sins!” I had to to wear
Realizing my interest and ability to cinema was my turning point.
At the age of 14, when I decided to go to religious vocational high school of my own accord, I started to wear hijab voluntarily, as well. I grew up in a conservative family, my big sister, mother, and most of our relatives were
The Rotten Apples That Follow Her Nose.
I did. I knew the reactions that I would get, despite this, I risked everything and did it. Either I was going to give up or my family were. I wish they would say “It is your life, your decisions”, but thing were not that
It was weird for many people when a veiled person liked Nazım Hikmet
Hello. I procrastinated writing here for a long time, but I think that my experiences and what I feel about them are sufficiently brewed now and ready to be served. Now, I start telling my story. I got in the hijab at the age of
“Keep your head down, don’t look at anyone,” my father used to say while we were walking down the street.
Now I’ll pour my heart out to you. I’m 16 years old. My father is an extremely religious and oppressive person, you’ll understand that from what I’ll tell you. My father took me from school and sent me to an informal course, when I was
It’s not “family” when people eat together at a table which is set up by girls who are humiliated and treated like maids.
Hello. I don’t know if I can support someone about some topics. We are six siblings – two boys, four girls. I’m 17 years old right now and I’m the 5th child of the house. I never wore shorts when I was little. I didn’t
I wish I grew up far from my relatives.
I was born into a family of which the mother’s side gives importance to religion, and the father’s side to shame. I had my religious education from my mother’s family, and since 12, I experienced different types of pressure like “Don’t do that, don’t wear
I’m 14 years old and I don’t want it.
I was only 9 years old and I think I was in the 4th grade. I used to go to a Quran course first, then I went to school. One day, I decided that I wanted to be like the teachers at the course and