ABSTRACT
I have now spent a total of five months in Palestine, and with time I discover new and horrifying ways that the Occupation disturbs life and happiness here. The issue isn’t just that Palestinians lack employment, education, or any real control over their lives. Some of the worst effects of the Occupation are psychological, the type of things you hear from shell-shocked war veterans. Many here live in a constant state of anxiety and depression. I feel the difference in myself, the way I’m nervous where I used to be relaxed, the way I’m cautious where I used to be open.
