My personal Diaries.

I write about my life, my thoughts, and my feelings frankly in a notebook that only I can read, and when I wanted to transfer that to my blog... I backed down!

  I thought I was more open with the outside world, but this decline taught me my truth: I do not like to reveal who I am and share any part of my life with strangers.

 I was a child who shared everything that was okay to share. I am certain that the words: “You don’t know” and the constant blame after telling people about trivial things confused me and made me into a character that did not belong to me.

The truth is, this is not the only thing I remember about the child: Nouf. I was very bold with a strong heart, and then I grew up in a conservative society that kept me away from me!

He deprived me of the outside and real life until my fears magnified and fear appeared in me in situations that would not have appeared if I had lived in a normal society that supported the female and saw her as a human being and not just a uterus and reproductive system!

It seems that what I wrote portrays me as a person who lives the role of the victim and is completely surrendered.”

Never !I have broken doors and paved paths alone, and I have benefited those who are younger than me

But I narrate them as facts and part of my history and the history of a Saudi female born into a non-wealthy family who did not have social privileges. She and her class were victims of conflicts like the rest of the middle classes and below.