For some of us with autism, pursuing a friendship beyond the surface superficialities imposed by polite society is fraught with difficulty and self-doubt.
The mould that makes you shapes you forever.
When it comes to carefree escapism Medieval Times Dinner and Tournament holds the crown.
One day, I reached for it and it was gone...
When K and I decided to be together it turns out, looking back, neither one of us gave it a lot of thought...
Is it just me or does Ramadan seem to get more air-time and column inches with every passing year?
Instead of building intercultural bridges as I imagined, I was adding my bricks to the prisons so many are walled up in by their own communities...
They said on the radio today this was the coldest February since eighteen-something. After a certain point cold is cold is cold.
There's no room for questions or variance in expression of belief in Islam - to be true to myself I must step out.
Previously I owned up to the deep disquiet I’ve been feeling about my faith; how I suppressed it, and how I tried to reignite my conviction. But my quest only unearthed more reasons to hold it in question. This wasn't a dip in devotion - it was a derailment.