I heard a number of stories about family restrictions and violence against women even when I was a child. There was a girl in our neighborhood whose father had killed her mother but we didn’t ask her questions about it. It was a forbidden topic. As I grew, the number of stories of control and violence I heard of grew as well. I started seeing them in a new light as my peers and close female friends were confronted to the problem. Completing their university studies, they married but then they were also forbidden to work. In the best-case scenario, they were allowed to work as teachers, since there were mainly women in teachers’ collectives. I started losing my friends. Their freedom of movement was restricted. They were not allowed to think independently. Their husbands took control of everything.
At one point, right after my first child was born, I met a relative who I hadn’t seen for a long time. She confided in me that she had killed her twins. I felt a surge of anger burning my innards. I thought she had had an abortion but the story turned to be more cruel. Her father-in-law had forced her to do hard physical work even though she was pregnant. While lifting a heavy object she miscarried one of her babies and then lost the second one. Hearing this story coincided with the sensational trial of Zaruhi Petrosyan’s case. I gathered the courage and started to work on “Princess to Slave”. After that Mariam Gevorgyan’s and Maro Guloyan’s cases rose tumult and I started to follow the campaigns. These are the three main stories that form the core of my book. I hope their stories will bring some change into our society.