From the place where I grew up, living as a woman itself felt like a lifelong challenge.
Getting education, participating in society, or even trying to become a better person felt like climbing a mountain.
Every step required permission. And the most painful part was that discouragement did not always come from strangers — it began in our own homes.
“Don’t do this.”
“What will people say?”
“This is not for girls.”
As if a woman’s life is meant to be shaped by others — first her father, then husband, then in-laws.
Even when she tries to change, even the women around her often say, “We are living like this, so you should live like this too.”
For How Long Will This Continue?
For how long will women hide their dreams behind silence and fear?
For how long will they sacrifice their identity for approval?
Women are not born to live small. They are born to rise.
To My Sisters With Disabilities
Every step we take is a milestone.
I have faced challenges — going to school, learning to move confidently, building a career, becoming a wife, becoming a mother.
I have done all of this while being blind. And I continue to walk.
Some days, I drop things and find them with my fingertips.
Some days, I choose lipstick or shoes by feeling and faith.
Some days, discouragement was louder than hope.
But I kept going.
Because I believe something deeply:
If your intentions are pure, Allah sends angels to support you.
I am not a superwoman. I am just a woman — like you.
If I can walk through darkness and still believe in my sunrise,
then so can you.
Your disability does not define your value.
Your dreams do.
To My Sisters Without Disabilities
Make your mind strong. Once your heart decides to rise, no one can stop you.
People will talk if you sit.
People will talk if you walk.
So walk anyway.
You always have two choices:
- Quit
- Or fight
The one who chooses to fight wins — not just success, but respect for her own soul.
You are not ugly. You are not weak. You are not less.
These are only the words of people who fear your strength.
In the End…
To every woman reading this — disabled or not — you matter.
You are allowed to dream.
You are allowed to grow.
You are allowed to shine.
You are not here just to survive.
You are here to live, to rise, to change your world — even if it is quietly, even if it is slowly.
And I am standing with you — as a sister who understands.
🌸💗
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