Today Ummah told me that I couldn't see Raja and Farrah anymore. She said that it's tradition for girls and boys to be separated from each other when going through puberty, but I don't understand this rule. Now is when I need the support of my friends the most--I need them to keep me stable. I don't know how I'll survive without our late night talks and inside jokes that allow me to escape reality. We won't be able to create any more special memories, like the time we were baking a cake and we accidentally burnt it because Farrah forgot to set the timer. We were all too busy laughing at her jokes to notice the burnt smell which circulated through the kitchen. Or the times where Raja and I would stay up all night sharing our feelings and doubts. She was one of the few people who genuinely cared about me. We've been best friends for years--how am I supposed to never see her again? I guess we could text or something, but that's not the same. I know it'll be difficult, but I need to listen to Ummah. I'll follow her blindly like I always do.
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//In Saudi Arabia, it's common for boys and girls to be separated upon hitting puberty.
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𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐆𝐚𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭
Romance❝ When I walk into a room full of people, I always look for you first ❞ ஐ In which Zaki Hadad, a gay Saudi Arabian teen, struggles to accept himself in an oppressive society and outlets his feelings into his journal.
