The eighteen-year-old me who escaped Iran in 2017 expected my life abroad to look like this: working hard in an entry-level job, applying to universities and studying to become an engineer, renting my own apartment, finding good friends, and eventually, falling in love.
Thanks. I do feel down from time to time, but I'm actually very happy and healthy today. I successfully rebuilt my optimism from scratch (soon I'll explain how on this substack).
In a very different way, my memoir is also a resilience story. So I can at least somewhat sympathize. What I went through was the inexorable force of nature, not human evil, so that's quite different. But I can understand the feeling of helplessness in the face of arbitrary fate.
What a horrific story! I'm so glad you've gotten to a better place now. Your PTSD must be enormous!
Thanks. I do feel down from time to time, but I'm actually very happy and healthy today. I successfully rebuilt my optimism from scratch (soon I'll explain how on this substack).
In a very different way, my memoir is also a resilience story. So I can at least somewhat sympathize. What I went through was the inexorable force of nature, not human evil, so that's quite different. But I can understand the feeling of helplessness in the face of arbitrary fate.