Hello. I don’t know how I should begin. First, I want to state that, you have been a light of hope to me. I was speechless most of the time I read the stories. There were many stories like mine, but I wanted to write

Hello, I also want to write my story. I am 19 years old and I obviously have a conservative family. My twin and I knew that we would get into hijab one day. Ever since we were little, we went to Quran courses. We decided

Hello, I wanted to write too. Maybe you will help encouraging me. I’m 20 years old.  I’ve been a hijabi for about four years. I made my decision in the summer holiday of 10th grade. Obviously, this decision was not suitable for me, I am

I’m writing this for my family. I’m upset. You see this but don’t care because you know that my happiness will bother you. I know that I make you feel uncomfortable, but you don’t have any idea that your pressure on me makes me disgusted

Hello, I am a 17-year-old high school senior. It all started when I was 11 years old. I had passed the 5th grade and had finished primary school. I had to choose a secondary school. My family did not force me on this. I went

Hello. I didn’t think of writing here before I lost all hope. Maybe it would be more enjoyable to read a girl’s letter who thinks that she will achieve everything she wants but I’m sorry. They made me give up all my hope and I

I’ve been thinking about how to write for a long time, eventually I decided to write whatever comes to my mind. 3 years ago, I became a hijabi willingly, but I started to feel uncomfortable after a while. I started questioning if I really wanted

Excuse my spelling errors, I’m a foreigner who learned Turkish and I might have written incoherently. I want to tell my own veiling and unveiling story on this website. I’m the daughter of a religious family and I’m a senior at college. I’m 23. There

I explained to them how I wanted to take off my hijab. 3 times, politely, I even sobbed and cried in their presence. “It upsets me dad.” I told him. “Doesn’t matter. It’s more important that you cover yourself.” he told me. I realized then

My family told me “You can’t take your hijab off, all our relatives wear it!”. I was sent to a Religious Middle School & High School. I didn’t want to. Every summer I was sent to a Qur’an courses, also against my will. Those around

“Each time a woman stands up for herself, she stands up for all women.” The above quote is from Maya Angelou, who always cheers me up with her “Come on, take action!” punchlines; I wanted to begin on a hopeful note. Each person is a

I’m only 16 years old but I wanted to write to you because my story feels similar. I’ve been forbidden from having any contact with boys since I was 4 or 5. If I were to hold a boy’s hand, I’d be accused of harlotry

Hi. I am writing because, you know what, everything that connects me to life flew away one by one. I am someone who has been to religious boarding schools since age of 6 and who had been made to wear headscarf- even before getting my

Hi. I was watching a YouTube video about unveiling and someone recommended me this platform. I didn’t realize before that there were so many people sharing the same story. It was the summer of 5th grade that I decided to cover my hair at an

Hello everyone. Writing here was not in my mind, but after I saw the posts, I wanted to write, as well. I became a hijabi in 8th grade with my own will. It was allowed to wear hijab in my school, for that reason, I

Hello, I’ve been following this site for a long time, but I couldn’t find the strength to write these. But now I can write because I believe that I can’t feel any worse than this. I was born into a Muslim family. When I was

I had written here two years ago. I was 17. First time in years, I have done something for myself: I took my hijab off despite all those oppression. When no one has gone through the same things you are going through, you feel alone

This is a letter of struggle. I come from a family that thinks they are religious. I always resisted their hijab coercions, but when I entered the university, my father said, “Either you become a hijabi, or you are not going.”  I resisted so much,

I’m the first child of the house and I have two brothers. Ever since I was little, my relationship with my mother was never good. I would always say that she loves me, but she doesn’t show it; it was hard for me to face

I’m a 20-year-old college student. Under pressure from my parents, I wore hijab the day I started high school, and I have lost my own identity since. I’m not myself anymore. I did not wear hijab for God’s sake for once in five years. My

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.