The incredibly kind and attractive man sitting across from me one month later, was nothing like the prejudiced biased portrayals of Arab men, I saw in American media.
Had I not stepped out of my comfort zone I would have allowed the fears of others, to shape my narrative.
For years I waited for Harry to notice me in the sea of blondes and brunettes he dated.
After college, Harry vanished to Korea, and then reappeared on my Myspace page, tenderly cradling his Korean girlfriend.
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.
I chose to stop hiding behind a computer screen and decided to experience life and love in real time.
I was tired of hearing how unappealing my looks were to potential love interests.
I had wasted precious time pinning after the “the brothers” while these men unashamedly, chose to date women from various ethnic backgrounds.
“My boyfriend is also half-Middle Eastern," she said.
"It’s just a connection that you make that’s really cool.