I was having a little talk with my sister about how hijab is a big challenge, so that's why many girls are taking it off. That's when she interrupted me saying, "so how come I never felt you're struggling with your hijab?!"
I paused, then told her "That's what you think"
At that moment, I got lost in my thoughts. I wanted to tell her how much I struggle, how hard it is to dress into so many layers in a hot weather, or how my hair gets oily after spending a full day out, covering it with a scarf.
I wanted to tell her about the uncountable days I stood infront of a mirror trying to convince my self that my outfit looks better with a hijab.
I wanted to tell her how I miss jumping in my pants and a t-shirt, and just go out.
How I wished to wear those tight high-waist pants on a short t-shirt, or to put the shirt inside my pants.
I wanted to tell her about the times I spent infront of a store, just staring at fashionable short dresses, and wondering when will I enjoy wearing them.
I wanted her to know how hard it is for me knowing that the clothes am buying are not as good as they should be, because of adding more layers to them, so they would be suitable for my hijab.
I wanted her to know how hard it is to find a suitable scarf for a new shirt, or to think of a good way to wear a strapless dress, and still look stylish.
I wanted her to know that I've always pictured myself, in my wedding, with a strapless dress, and my hair along my back.
I wanted to explain to her how hard it is to be fully covered in water, to swim with your hair wrapped and covered.
I wanted to tell her, "Yes, I struggle as much as every hijabi does, but who said it should be easy?!. Sometimes I hate it, but deep inside I know that taking it off is not an option. I know that wearing it is the right thing to do." long sleeve wedding collections with lace