A Journey of a 21-Year-Old Kuwaiti Girl (En)By: Sardi, Lulwa
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|By: Sardi, Lulwa|
Format: Softover | 414 pp
Publisher: Difaf Publishing, Beirut, 2015
Size: 14.5 x 21.5 cm
I was tied to nothing but memories, built up in the form of a bridge with a very strong foundation, that was broken and which no-one could cross, not even myself.
Anyone who tried would fall through that fracture into nothing but a pool of disappointment, and for those who loved me, an ocean of hurt. I was in my own entrapment.
They say moving on is human nature, adaptation, survival, second nature. I believed in adaptation; my mind adapted to the amount of pain my heart was going through.
I believed in survival; I survived, and I still believed in moving on, but how did one move on when the idea seemed like fiction? How could a person become whole again?
I felt like I were a large mirror that had given a full, perfect reflection, and had crashed down and broken into a million pieces, then somehow managed to fit back into shape, but no matter how hard I tried I could never give a perfect reflection again. I could never be the same. Freedom is just a myth.
~ Lulwa Al-Sardi ~