Hope is Breathing

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I remember a day when I woke up and couldn’t get out of bed because the night before I had the worst heart break in my life. I was almost 19 and I had just broken up with a guy. The relationship lasted much longer than it should have and the guy already had started to build a new nest with a girl even before he left me. My heart felt heavy and my world seemed rather dark. Every step I took that day was almost like carrying around the green hulk on my back and doing stuff. It was the case in many other days that followed. I managed to laugh about it and keep going with hope that one day I will find something better. Time after time, I realized that what makes some people go mad due to pain is the losing hope. Hope is the fuel of our soles. If I don’t hope to find a job why would I look for one? If I didn’t hope to reach a better place in life, why would I  study, travel, eat, breath? It is the moments of desperation which makes you realize why a person might commit suicide or cut themselves. I live in the Middle East and it is not a place where people like to hope all that much. It is not like they choose not to hope, but life flat out sucks around here. Finding a job here is almost a luxury. But, anyway, lets find hope in ever possible corner.

I’ll give you the first ray of light I found today. I remember when I was around 12, I lived in Egypt. I would go up to the roof of our house and gaze at the stars. All I could think of is that there is someone out there who is gazing at the same sky from somewhere really far. I would start making up stories in my head about how I’d be when I grow up, where I’d go and what I’d achieve. I still remember the feeling of depression I’d have realizing that most people don’t go anywhere in their lives. But, here I am. I am in London today. I am here for only 10 days, but it’s a start. I’ve produced my first documentary and I still have much more to learn. All you have to do is to sometimes take the risk and follow your heart. I still feel a bit bitter inside from a recent incident, but I am hoping it gets better.

So, to you all out there fighting to hope, I am here for you. I am someone that is struggling with you. Let’s hope for a better place and a better state. It’s the only way I see for life to blossom.

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