I grew up in a conservative, well-known family. A kindergarten that raises religious, Qur’an courses that go every summer from primary school 1, weekly evening conversations in secondary school… I grew up with a classical conservative child raising method. I always knew I was going
Browsing this site can mean many things. It may be to wonder others’ stories, find a piece of yourself, and hate, but to wonder. I used to stand silently and read one by one to reach my inner world in others’ stories, or with the
I write to encourage others. Like everyone else, I grew up in a conservative family. Even though I did not experience any pressure to wear a headscarf, I had a lot of pressure on a disguise. University is over, and I started working life. When
God, did you really create me as a slave? Unfortunately, this is not a success story. I was born in an extremely conservative family, which had gotten into a cult long before I was born. Although they don’t do everything right, criticize everyone they think
The issue is not being freer, the freest, very free or not; it’s about the most basic activities being banned.
I’m 19 years old; I was 14 when I started wearing a headscarf and 7 when I was told I should do my prayers. I remember my first prayers clearly. The eagerly performed prayers with my sister and the happiness when our mother gifted us
One cannot know where to begin such a story. I feel like betraying the pain I’ve felt, the contradictions I’ve got into when unwritten. Like most of the others, my story started with the pressure I had experienced during my childhood. I couldn’t wear tight
I was terrified of menstruation. I was born in a conservative, right-wing, religious, and even bigot family in such a country. I often think about what could be worse in a person’s life. I was going to Qur’an courses every summer, which started at the
Hello. I am 22 years old. After having spent 4 years veiled, I am one of those who have decided to unveil themselves. First of all, I congratulate you. If only I could encounter a platform like this back when I decided to unveil. Yet
I do not have the power to hear the opposite of the words and insults I heard while defending the headscarf.
I’m a 29-year-old woman, and I’ve been wearing a headscarf for 10 years. I read some of the stories written here. My story is a little bit different. I grew up in a family where my mother’s side was left-wing, and my father’s side was
I’m the daughter of a conservative family. I was brought up with religious teachings; of course, it felt like it was the only truth at the time because you don’t see anything different. I was veiled in high school due to my own will, my
Hello. I am 21 years old woman going to the university and trying to stand on my own feet. I am the oldest child of a family from the Southeast and their only daughter. I want to start with my father, who made my childhood
I am 36 years old, I went to high school in Anatolian Imam Hatip High School*. I learned both critical thinking and good English there. On the other hand, I learned that my voice was forbidden to men. I was a sinner because I was
The headscarf is a cultural symbol imposed by men rather than religion on our land. I had been thinking of taking it off for 3 years. Yet, because of social pressure, I kept distracting myself, “Maybe you think wrongly, try to love.” I did not
Are this society and this mentality hostile to the female body that I have, or is it an enemy to me? Hello to everyone. Let me start by introducing myself. I am a 20-year-old, alive, and kicking young girl with high energy. I experienced an
I don’t want this, I don’t even know why I cover my hair anymore. I used to think this was just how it was supposed to be, this was the right thing to do, and I shouldn’t have thought otherwise. Thus I covered my hair
A father who does not even think of sending his children to primary school, almost every person around him, is a religious educator. Fortunately, I was able to go to primary school. At that time, my mother was utterly on my father’s side. I was
The pressure that started verbally in primary school increased even more when my father hit me in 6th grade and forced me to wear the hijab. From the first day, I wear the hijab, my self-confidence was destroyed, I did not want to go anywhere,
I grew up in a very conservative family as a girl with 5 brothers. When I finished secondary school, they brought a headscarf requirement to go to high school, and I had to accept it. When high school was over, they told me that I
I did not read most of the letters on your website, I know you from the articles of Büşra Cebeci. I did not read the articles because they push me to despair. Other women have faced such difficult situations. Some got what they wanted, but
Hello. I think my story has a dramatic start and a happy ending. At least, I hope it is. I have a family that can be considered conservative in its own right. I veiled at a very young age. This was the whole circle of
I’m 18 years old. I met with the headscarf when I was in 5th grade, and at that time, I was 11 years old. According to Islam, individuals who are not in puberty are not responsible for the religious requirements. As an 11-year-old child, I
Hi. I just discovered this platform and I really liked it. First, I’d like to talk about why I wore the hijab and my current state of belief. I went to Imam Hatip (religious school) in middle school with my own will. My friends were
Hello everyone. I don’t know where to start, there are so many things that have accumulated inside me. I would always love to explain these to someone or write them somewhere, but unfortunately, I didn’t have any sister or a friend that I can feel
On the way of me looking for truth and reality, my headscarf was swinging from one side to the other.
Hello there. I’ve read almost all of the letters posted on this page and now I regret a little bit for being in a dilemma about whether to write or not. I’m 17 years old now, third year of high school. I’ve been wearing a
To live, according to what or who? Our thoughts are the biggest thing that makes us who we are. If we had no thoughts, there wouldn’t be any difference between us and animals. Also, if we do things that other people force us to do,
Hi, my story is like many of yours. Throughout my childhood, sometimes my father and sometimes my uncle put a veil on my head, and they imposed this idea on me by saying “How beautiful you are in hijab”. My mother always pressured me by
Hello, I accidentally discovered your website today, and as I read what people who are so much like me went through, I spent the whole day reading your website. I’ve been reading since yesterday. I’m really glad that you are so supportive of each other.
Can you hear the wind? It approaches calmly and silently. My eyelids are starting to open; my numb and dry glances hit against the damp and wet walls… I lift my head, unaware of anything. Every mirror I show my face breaks, I stand up
I discovered this platform about a year ago. It was around the time I was searching for people to share my emotions with as I was looking for a way out from the suffocation of this hijab during my preparations for the university entrance exam.