by Sha S. __ I am a beneficiary. I am a spurned sceptic. I am a perpetrator. I am an advocate. In the context of Singapore, where meritocracy and individual hard work are lauded as the twin rudders of social mobility, my parents are the textbook case of good parenting, having raised all of their…
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by Irie _ i have been crying about dying and not-dying, all at the same time, keenly aware my consciousness will not be liberated: left to float in space. left to float in the void. left to float on and on, long after this mortal body and the mortal body after that and the mortal…
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By Naj __ I always feared the afterlife. So when I experienced my first onset of hard-hitting panic attacks, I thought that I was going to die and be thrown into that world I feared the most. My first panic attack struck when I was 16. I was spacing out in Malay class when I…
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by Raudah Abdul Rashid __ ‘Siapa nak jaga mak?’ When Mak fell down again at night and had to be rushed to the hospital. I stayed overnight to take care of Mak and to make sure she was comfortable. No one asked me to. It was implied that I, as the only daughter should take care…
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by A When I was 11, I remember coming up to my mother one day and telling her that something was wrong with me. To this day, I can still recall the exact words I said: “I think I’m missing a few wires in my brain.” Growing up, I was a very eccentric child. I…
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by Nurul Afiqah __ It’s ironic how difficult it can be to find comfort among religious people when religion itself is supposed to be a source of comfort. Mentally ill people seeking support from among their friends and family in the Muslim community are often met with ignorance wrapped in well-meaning, faith-inspired advice. I reached…
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Beyond The Hijab 