“… the beginning of my worst memory!

It started when I got engaged, everything happened so quickly and we stayed married for 17 years. I used to be the optimistic one between my friends and colleagues suddenly I became the miserable one, my world went upside down. If I could change one thing in my life it would be this. My husband and I didn’t get along from day one but after few months, I was pregnant with my first girl, sadly she died. After that I wanted to leave him but some people convinced me to give him a chance and made me believe that he might change, so I stayed.

Then god gave us three boys and one girl. In those times I suffered a lot for the sake of my children, he forbid me to work from home or teach, in order to maintain our life, and he used to rip up my certificates to pieces. I would wait for him to leave and do my sewing work secretly, while my parents take care of the kids. He didn’t support us financially and yet I wasn’t allowed to work, so we had no income with very difficult days. He even took away my youngest child when he was born and wanted to bury him alive but my in-laws managed to bring him back to me, so I kept my children away from him because he didn’t seem normal, and taught them myself at home. Once he traveled to Beirut due to work while I stayed in Syria and the war started but it didn’t stop me from teaching my kids, as I am eager to see them succeed in their own lives.”