I did a short version of this letter on Instagram. But I decided to write it without any limitation. Now that I am thirty years old, I think it’s the best moment to think about who I was… And what I would have loved to hear.
I was talking about something with a friend and she told me, laughing, that I was becoming a feminist. When we talk about feminism, we talk about Femen and other groups of activists. We only think about groups considered as radical. But to be feminist is not an insult. Feminism is essential in a world built by and for men.
So I am twenty nine and a half, as say the little kids in my class. Almost thirty and still single. Not married, not divorced, no kids and not planning to have some ! When I was a kid, I thought that being thirty years old was being a mom. So how do I live being single at almost thirty years old?
Before leaving for Kuwait, I was a non-smoker. And I went back to smoking when I arrive in Kuwait. It’s easier to meet colleagues – they are all in the smoking room – it gives you something to do and it helps to make bonds with people. To be clear : socially, smoking always helped me ! But I decided, 48 hours ago, to quit smoking.
To talk about money is kind of a taboo in France : we don’t talk about salaries, we don’t talk about savings. Everybody does his own business by his side, without talking about it to anyone. But let’s be honest : everybody who comes to Kuwait comes for money. Nobody comes to Kuwait for the beauty of the landscape or for the history of the country. We come to Kuwait for money.