My Revert Story 🧵🪡
I don’t have a miraculous, emotional story about how I discovered Islam but more of an interesting story about how this was received by others.
I was raised as a Catholic so I always had a belief in God. This being said, Catholicism never stuck with me.
I was raised as a Catholic so I always had a belief in God. This being said, Catholicism never stuck with me.
My oldest brother is a Muslim, but his influence did not push me towards Islam, AT ALL. If anything, it put me off. It was mainly my Muslim friends at school that allowed me to see how they live and understand their beliefs. November 2011, I was 14 years old and I took my Shahada
I took my shahada with my brother and his wife, but my brother was one of those extremely harsh and judgemental Salafis and pushed me away. I lost my love for Islam within a year because of how he made me feel. I stopped speaking to him for around 6 years.
My Muslim “friends” dropped me the moment I took my shahada. I am from a small town with a large Pakistani Muslim community. Being a revert was almost unheard of, so the backlash I received was extreme. Not from the Kuffar, from other Muslims.
They all believed I was doing it to mock their religion. I started wearing Hijab straight away, and immediately a hate campaign started against me, they tormented me so much I had to leave school.
They would drive past me and throw and shout things out the windows. I had pictures shared of me without hijab that went around school and social media.
Social services heard about this and investigated me immediately.
Social services heard about this and investigated me immediately.
My social worker said I deserved the way I was treated because it’s the equivalent of a white person doing black-face. I was only a kid, so I had no idea how to react to this, I just sat there and took it.
I feel like I laid the path for many reverts in my hometown. Many girls reverted to Islam the years after me and were seen as ‘hero’s’ and were celebrated by l the Muslim community for being so brave.
I am salty, I won’t lie. It’s amazing that all these other people have found Allah but the same people cheering them on were the same people attacking and humiliating me.
ANYWAYS, I was practicing on and off from the age of 15 to 20. I was constantly battling my own mind and identity so being a Muslim was very difficult for me. I had no Muslim friends, no relationship with my brother. Extreme lack of support and Islamic encouragement.
I got married when I was 20 and I had been practicing for about 6 months (ish) before this point. I thought getting married would strengthen my relationship with Allah, I feel I rushed myself.
I learnt a lot during my time being married, but the most important lesson is that relationship with Allah is way way more important than relationships with people.
Work on your Deen before bringing someone else into your life.
Work on your Deen before bringing someone else into your life.
And for my fellow reverts, don’t get married just to avoid loneliness. I understand being a revert is lonely, but letting this control you will lead to you accepting people into your life that don’t deserve it. Once your connection to Allah is firm, everything else will follow.
In regards to my brother: we have a much better relationship now. He’s changed a lot over the last 10 years. On my wedding day, he told me he acknowledged how his behaviour pushed people away, and that he’s finally found balance between islam and everything else.
I wouldn’t be the Muslim I am today without him. I love him more like a father than a brother. Both him and his wife. May Allah reward them forever. For every good deed I earn, may Allah reward them in double.
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