Will my family and I – will my people – ever fully heal from everything we have gone through in Gaza?
Even though I have now escaped to Egypt, which has been reluctant to take in those fleeing the Gaza genocide, it is difficult to imagine how long I will be entrapped by the shackles of trauma, the heavy cloak of depression, the relentless grip of silence, the haunting specter of fear, and the ever-present trembling of my spirit.
Anxiety and tension have persistently shadowed me since 7 October. I have come to dwell on the inevitability of mortality.
I know I am far from alone with my worries. ….more