not i not i not i

So tired of explaining my religion. So tired of seeing ignorant eyes. So tired of that sick-feeling-in-the-pit-of-my-stomach whenever i hear in the news about an "attack" in the "public transportation" by groups that seem to bear the "hallmarks" of "al Qaeda elements", or "British nationals of Pakistani origin", young men, bearded men, reverts, families, wives, such good neighbours, such nice young men. Then the inevitable onslaught of angry letters-to-the-editor: Muslims can't integrate, they hate our freedoms, kill them all, wipe them all off, uncivilized savages, militant faith, jihad and virgins. So sick and tired of this BS.

i shouldn't have to explain my religion for the freaking umpteenth time. How hard is it to walk down to your local library and check out a book on Islam for yourself? Educate yourself. Don't you live in a supposedly free society? R-e-a-d.

i am Muslim and damn proud of it. And tired of feeling afraid when i'm outside, tired of wondering if those eyes are sizing me up. Tired of my own paranoia, tired of the ignorance in societies, tired of people who refuse to educate themselves. Tired of being judged because i was born with more melanin than some.

Just pick up a damn book and read about Islam if you don't know what it's about.