It's been 4 months since I moved to Turkey. But from the very moment I set foot on Turkey I had a roommate. He is my oldest friend and a person I used to believe I can trust on anything. Now though, things have changed and I've decided to get my own place and start yet another chapter of my life. When I first decided to move, my only two resolutions were becoming a writer and meeting Britney Spears. Yeah, you read it right, a dream of mine is seeing Britney Spears, who I was a diehard fan of for nearly 15 years now. I even got the same lips tattoo she has to remind myself why I left my country whenever I felt my resolve was weakening. But now, as days go by, I start to think my moving may result in more life changes than I anticipated. Now I'm learning to live on my own. I'm struggling to speak a foreign language I used to be completely unaware of; Turkish. Because in order to get a place I need to know how to speak the language first if I don't want to end up in a dump.
It's been days and I've been looking for a place. Someone I've been screwing has offered to help and I'm counting on it because it's really hard to learn a language in a matter of days and negotiate with it too. even if I were in Iran I still would've had a hard time getting a place let alone now that my only tools of communication are my hands.
Wish me luck.
Saturday, January 23, 2016
Where I come from? Where am I? Who I want to be?
Where I come from?
In order to read a blog and enjoy it's essential to know some minor details about the author, right? This is the post to read. First, I'm going to tell you where I come from. I was born in Iran in 1991. My dad has passed away but my mom is still alive and she is the one I used to live with before moving to Istanbul. I have two brothers; one of them is married and the other is living alone. My family has always been 100% supportive of me even when they shouldn't. I regret leaving one thing behind and that's my ex-boyfriend who I had been completely over the heels in love with. He was in love with me too. But I had to pursue my dreams so I left him behind in the hopes of achieving my dreams.
Where am I?
Recently, I moved to Turkey where I'm living as a refugee. But let's be clear, not all refugees are living a hard life. In fact, I have my own place here and aside from "checking in" I'm obligated to do every other week I'm living a pretty normal life. I have to stay here approximately for two years before they send me off to America for the next exciting chapter of my life. Some cases take longer but my case is LGBT (yes, I am gay. )I don't want to get in more details for now. You have to stick around to learn EVERYTHING about me after all. I can't reveal everything in the first post. Where is the fun in that?
Who I want to be?
That's no an easy question to answer. But to sum it up nicely; I want to become a writer. But I still have a long way to go. Once I get to that point I want to be able to write down my life story with all of its gory details. I want to also have something to remember my first and only love by because it's all in history now. As you learn more about me you will following my dreams hadn't been the only reason for the rash decisions I've made. And you may be disgusted, awed or even surprised to see someone can go through as shit as I've been through. I know I am, because if someone had described my life to me a couple of years ago, I would have thought only work of fiction can be like that.
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