Although it seems like an antiquated concept, matchmaking still is a normal occurrence in Lebanese culture and it does work for many people. So when my mother set me up with someone she thought was suitable, I decided to see for myself.
People process grief in many different ways. For some, it’s letting loose to some trance music, for others, especially for Lebanese expats, they seem to enjoy telling Lebanese folks in Lebanon how to live their lives.
At the risk of sounding like a broken record, I am back to tell you how life has been in Lebanon over the few months I’d been away. Some things have gone so far downhill, I begin to wonder how much worse it can get. Is this rock bottom?
Sometimes, the struggle of daily life takes a toll. Especially if it’s in Lebanon in 2021. I write about why it’s exhausting living with the fate of being born Lebanese.
As creatures of habit, life’s constant changes has made us feel perpetually uprooted. It could be the lockdown, but it also could be the ever elusive stability we have been so desperately seeking in Lebanon.
I write what it feels like to have life slap me on the face, and have me question womanhood’s greatest purpose. I deliberate over what it means to find purpose outside of childbearing.
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