I was born in Damascus in 1980, shortly after my parents’ divorce. That same year began the construction of an international highway, a few meters away from my grandmother’s house where I grew up.
I met my father for the first time in 1985. Few years later, my journey fighting cancer began with false diagnoses and delayed treatments.
When in 2000 I searched for my biological mother and looked into our family history, old tensions resurfaced.
In 2013, I fled to Lebanon and started questioning the link between my personal story, my family’s story, and the sociopolitical crisis in my country.