Its not a secret that the reality of living and working in Somalia is a harsh one. Yet for some unexplainable reason, many people are drawn to the country. More specifically, many people in my life are drawn to the country, not excluding myself.
I like to believe its because we're all a bit broken. You see, the thing about Somalia is that it makes you forget about your own wounds and demands you to focus on hers. It's one of the few places on earth where you cant afford to have a first world pity party, simply because your own problems are tuned out by the environment surrounding you. Soon enough, you find yourself getting used to this new found sense of comfort that could previously only be achieved through means no longer seemed fit in your new home. You adapt and you find your place amongst your people. You find a place in Somalia and Somalia finds a place in you.
This isn't necessarily a bad thing when you think about it. But you're forgetting the fact that you've chosen to stay in a country that exudes pain and anger in her every move. A country that has a history of hurting those that love her the most. A country that has rejected more people than can be counted. As much as she seems exciting and mysterious now, truth is that Somalia does not know how to safeguard her loved ones. She might lure you in with her exhilarating waves and deep character but she will hurt you. You see, you forgot to factor in the reality of Somalia. How, like yourself, she's been hurt and is unable to cope with the aftermath. The only difference is that you choose to cope by fleeing from your issues, the only way you know how to. And Somalia? She copes by doing what has been done to her for decades; killing those that love her the most.
