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Take a read of one young woman who took the chance and jumped on a plane.By Michaele Acary Two days after my 29th birthday, I boarded a plane headed for Jordan. In a span of ten years, I had experienced several personal setbacks that left me severely depressed.
Lies, told by the media, former love interests, abusive family member had left fresh scars that refused to heal.
After Jay came Harry, the quintessential IBM boy next door.
For years I waited for Harry to notice me in the sea of blondes and brunettes he dated.
When hearing about my trip to Jordan, Possibly well-intentioned friends and family attempted to discourage me from going.
“Arab men are wife beaters.” The Muslims are terrorists!
Yet heinous act of terrorism were committed in my own backyard.
As I watched reports of Zimmerman’s antics on the local news, I was once again reminded of the unjust death of the hooded boy, who was killed 30 minutes from where I live.
I got back in touch with a girl who went to my secondary school, we weren't best friends or anything but we built up a decent repartee but there was no real contact outside of school.
We are going to different sixth forms, which happen to be pretty close (lucky).
I was no longer the brainwashed mammy foot soldier of yester-year.
I chose to not waste another moment wallowing in fear, doubt and darkness.
I chose to stop hiding behind a computer screen and decided to experience life and love in real time.