📝 A Bold Confession I Needed to Share
I feel the need to write about something quite bold, because I believe it’s an important opportunity for you to get to know me better. 🥺

👗 A Small Reward to Myself

Not long ago, I found a five-day job and worked—you probably remember it, because I must have mentioned it in every blog 😁
To reward myself for the effort, I decided to buy a dress. I started browsing apps to find something that suited me, and then… I found it.
But it was a modest hijab-style dress. And I bought it immediately.
Why? Because I had always imagined what I’d look like wearing a hijab… it was something I had always been curious about. I think it was a kind of feminine fantasy—something I thought about to feel more like a woman. And I was fully aware of that. But the curiosity was just too strong to ignore.

💭 How Did I Feel?

And yes, I was right about myself.
The night the dress arrived, I put it on immediately. I had even bought a headscarf to go with it. Everything was pink… 💗
But I didn’t feel like a woman.
Instead, I began to realize that I might be acting more out of a desire to satisfy certain sexual feelings rather than simply expressing femininity.
This is not an insult to the hijab—of course not. Everyone has the freedom to dress however they wish. 👒
What I’m really questioning is:

❓ Why Do Women Wear the Hijab?

■ Is it truly because they believe in God?
■ Is it just a cultural tradition?
■ Or are they forced into it by their families? 😔
Throughout my life, I’ve had many chances to reflect on these situations because all the wrongs were happening right before my eyes. I didn’t need to make an extra effort to notice them—it was all there.
Let me explain simply:
Most of the Middle East is made up of villages and rural areas, far from modern technology. You might only know Dubai, but what about the rest of the region? That’s the real issue.
You defend people without even knowing who they are, where they live, what their family dynamics are like, or what role women actually play in society.
There are dozens of questions like these. How many do you really know the answer to? None. 😶

📌 What I Truly Believe

I assume you understand what I’m trying to say—but even so, I want to be brave and express my thoughts clearly.
I don’t believe most women in the Middle East wear the hijab because they want to.
And I also don’t believe Islam directly commands women to cover themselves.
That rule, in my opinion, was invented by the Umayyads to control women. 🧕🏽🚫
Let’s be honest:
It’s absurd to think that a woman who might be beaten or even killed by her father if she didn’t wear the hijab is actually “choosing” to do so.
And any woman who claims otherwise is also deluding herself.
I’ve met hundreds of people who think this way. What I’ve realized is that most of them don’t even understand that these things are actual problems.

👨‍👩‍👧 The Toxic Family Structure

In Middle Eastern families, the father is always dominant.
It doesn’t matter how smart or educated he is—no matter how foolish or violent, he is considered the head of the household.
Please don’t twist my words:
I’m not criticizing fatherhood itself. What I’m pointing out is the abusive, patriarchal structure in many families. I’m talking about the kind of father who beats his wife just because there were no onions at dinner. 🧅💢
Before technology became widespread, things were even worse—especially in villages. I’ve heard stories that are heartbreaking.
In one case, a woman went to a neighbor’s wedding without her husband’s permission, and he slit her wrists as punishment. Yes, you heard that right. He cut her wrists.
🔒 Freedom Is the Foundation of Womanhood
In such a structure, believing that a woman wears the hijab of her own free will is just nonsense.
And yes, the children raised by such families will likely grow up with the same mindset. 😞
To be a woman, you must be free.
And the only person who can truly set your mind free—is yourself. 💫
No one, no matter who they are, has the right to control your body.
You are not your parents’ toy. You are not a feelingless, powerless being they own.
Be yourself.
Be free. 💖

🚫 A Final Word

You are free to wear whatever you want.
If someone misinterprets this post, the blame lies not with me—but with the parasites who’ve lost the ability to think clearly.

Note:

This post was originally written by me without the use of Al. Artificial intelligence was only used to translate the text into English, and to add section titles and emojis for better readability. All thoughts, experiences, and expressions belong solely to me.