Anna Astvatsaturian Turcotte
BY ANNA ASTVATSATURIAN TURCOTTE
Special to Asbarez
There is something liberating in telling a group of strangers about the most painful part of your life. Your loved ones usually know what happened. It is discussed once or twice but never repeated again, whether because it is uncommon in our Armenian culture to dwell on the painful past, or perhaps it is our pride – we are not very good at letting anyone know we are still haunted by the things that make us who we are.
I have been on the road for six years since the publication of my book, “Nowhere, a Story of Exile.â€
