In the advantages of loss

Translation: Abdul Hadi Al-Faqir Number of pages: 60 I started writing somewhat late in my life, around forty years old, in a language that is not my childhood language, but it is the only language in which I feel I enjoy life. I do not count my novelist work as a therapeutic endeavor, not at all, but I may be crazy if I do not admit that my personal psychoanalysis is what opened the door for me to writing. Then, analysis continues to somewhat indulge in my writings. Psychoanalysis and literature, both, are traded in matters of our souls (and for the first time, this expression from me does not contain any negative exaggeration). Because, in my view, there is nothing better than them in exploring the depths and layers of our humanity, and making them express themselves, whether on the analysis couch or between the pages of a book. Re-reading Freud at a pivotal moment in my life showed me how closely these two types of knowledge border each other. Both provide us with keys to access a form of self-actualization. It is self-actualization that psychoanalysis promises to those who wish to analyze themselves, and it is the same thing that the mirror presented to the reader in literary writing allows.