My husband and I have just come back from a farewell party my company organized for a dear client.
Everything went just fine until I met this man, this “very important” man.

My boss and the guest of honor introduced me to him, and then they said: hey, you’re from her region, he said: no, not any more.

What made me feel the disgust and shame is one single thing: the fact that he’s Jordanian.
Nothing is shittier than being so proud of who you are, making others respect you and you’re identity, and then someone shows the world how to disrespect you and all those from your region!

How do we expect others to respect us if we ourselves deny our real identity? How do we want others to believe in us, if we ourselves do not believe in who we are.

“No, not anymore”, he said these words because he has another foreign passport, another nationality, something I’m not against at all, as long as we don’t forget who we really are, and as long as we always show our pride of the nationalities we have!

Neither money nor social importance matter to me, the only thing that really matters is the real self: mentality, heart and action.