grief is so weird. one moment you're fine hitting your workout at the gym and the next you're a mess. saw an advertisement of the new museum macan exhibition in an elevator and it made me think of the day my mother passed away.

went to the zoological museum today. not as triggering as i thought it would be. my mother used to take me and my brother there after going to the dentist when i was in elementary school. yes it did bring back memories but there was space between the memories and the emotions.

Very happy to share my new open access article.

This one means a lot to me because it highlights the challenges faced by many people seeking asylum regarding how their faith, spirituality, or religious beliefs are assessed.

Feel free to read and share it 🙏🏻

www.tandfonline.com/doi/full/10....

first eid without mom

last night i finally had a chance to talk to my mother. i wanted to apologize for not being at the hospital when she died.

An all-new 4K restoration of Princess Mononoke is coming exclusively to IMAX theaters on March 26 👀

i love you but you're wrong

the passing of my mother made me wonder whose validation it is i'm seeking

friend (with the best intention): if you had a problematic relationship with your mother then why are you grieving for her?
me: because she was my mother, no matter what

i just realized i no longer have a place to call home
even though the door was closed
i always hoped it would one day open
now there isn't even a door

i think i lost my mom long before she died, i lost her to religious fanaticism

dad's first birthday without mum

sometimes i forget
before she was my mother
she was a woman

however i knew her first as a mother
and when i stop seeing her that way
it helps me to see her as a person

witch’s butter 🧈

best of the year 🍄‍🟫

A safe place to hide from morons is a library or book store.

This is a great poem by Danielle Coffyn.

IF ADAM PICKED THE APPLE