I am a neurodivergent and introverted poet from Alpha Centauri currently touring your Solar System. Yes, I am an alien. Be my reader at your human risk.
I hate being touched by humans unnecessarily, yet sometimes I crave it. I don’t know how it feels to have been touched respectfully, desirably, admirably, humanly, spiritually, emotionally, physically. They say there is this first-time touch for everyone that gets infused inside your very atoms. I am waiting for mine. — Sadia Hakim
I need an extraordinary amount of solitude to function as a human. I turn exceptionally demonic and irate when people rob me of the opportunity to be alone and silent. Give me silence. Give me solitude. And the monster inside me will stay human. — Sadia Hakim
All my life I have been a rower of two boats. I have been here physically and somewhere else mentally. My existence is split, my soul is cut, my heart is rent asunder. Sadia Hakim
Sometimes you just have to go to the ocean, throw your grief in ir. Sometimes, grief needs to be drowned in its own depth, darkness, and solitude.
I believe some words are for everyone, not just for those who can buy them. That’s why I’ve created three special programs so my book can reach readers anywhere in the world, no matter their budget (for free). 1. library, book cafe & readers’ club program We want the book to live in […]
Help this story reach more hearts. Earn as you do it. In a world full of noise, sometimes all it takes is one honest voice, one heartfelt book, one person who believes to make a difference. I poured my entire soul into this book. Every word carries years of grief, healing, longing, and love. But […]
The biggest tragedy that can happen to anyone is being born. The biggest tragedy that can happen to a woman is being born alive.
A caterpillar must find its way out of chrysalis to be a butterfly. sadia hakim
It’s a miserably painful curse, to be born with a heart this sensitive. It’s a terribly pitiful suffering, to be born in a society this desensitized. Isn’t it ironic that a world lacking the basic empathy and decency of being human labels those who have it as “hypersensitive”? — Sadia Hakim
There’s a quiet corner I’ve been building for those who’ve ever felt too much, too different, too soft for the world. Not everyone will understand. But some of you will. And I want to write to you. This is not a weekly newsletter. It’s a slow letter, sent once or twice a month — from […]