Op-Eds
Uncomfortably Numb
It’s 5:40 p.m. We are sitting in the living room watching BBC World News. Suddenly we hear a familiar name—‘Nagorno-Karabakh.’ We inch closer to the TV to make sure we hear every word. We stop everything we are doing. We increase the volume. The segment begins. Seconds later, my mother bursts into tears. I can hardly look at her. Immediately I react and say to he




Beautifully expressed. Thank you.
Thank you for sharing your experience. I have also been feeling this way ever since the war has started and I know that every Armenian around the world is also feeling this way too
Thank you for articulating your experience so beautifully. This resonates with me and so many in the Armenian diaspora.
I was a teenager when I arrived to the US, now I am in my early 40s, but I am not numb, I cry a lot and lost my sleep since the war started. I get mad at my teenage kids when they say they are numb to this war. But I guess everyone’s reaction is different. Our TV doesn’t get turned off, and every single day wherever I am I have to liaten to Mr. Arstrun for his briefing on what is actually happening the battleground.