Anna’s Mother:Man In The Sky forbid!
~ The invention of lying (2009)
A debate about gender equality emerged yesterday on one of my liberal friends’ facebook page because he (who happens to have moved to the US last year to study after living his whole life in our developing country) posted that he he was sick of the amount of sexist posts he’s been seeing on facebook. He posted in Arabic meaning that he was addressing his fellow Arabs and not his other International friends.
Rachel Dawes: Wait! You could die. At least tell me your name.
Bruce Wayne: …It’s not who I am underneath… but what I *do*… that defines me.
~ Batman begins (film) 2005
While the answer to the question of who one really is might differ over time (for example I used to be a totally different person only 2 years ago), the answers to the questions about one’s origins will always be the same. It’s true that our origins gravely affect our identity, but most of what’s left of them is merely memories in our minds. And as we go through life, more memories and knowledge accumulate which may make us make sense of our previous memories and selves in very unprecedented ways.
This entry is about two things: A- Why I started a journal in the first place (almost 3 years ago), and B- Why I’m starting this one
A few years ago I was at a point in my life where I felt very confused, intermittently depressed, and utterly lonely. As a result, I became aware of the importance of writing down my feelings and thoughts, so I started an online diary. Even though my mood and life fluctuated a lot ever since, I found that having a journal was extremely healthy and gave me a great deal of pleasure.
Unfortunately, after putting so much time and effort into it, and without a warning, the website was decommissioned a year ago, and all my entries were lost forever. It was so disappointing that I found it very difficult to start all over again until this very day.
So here goes nothing ..