Proud to be Iranian?

I know Iran has "western media" for crust's sake. I know that it doesn't make a good impression on people (no matter how much they are politically correct) to say that you are Iranian. But I say it. And I still feel proud when I say it. I hope I can continue to be proud. Every thing seems to change so drastically regarding Iran's situation in the world. I can't believe that this unfavorable change is happening right in front of my eyes and I can't do anything about it. It's like going bankrupted or falling into a serious illness. It happens all at once and you can't do anything about it.

Hidden woman

In the old apartment of my parents, I had a room and a computer with a Microsoft Word Farsi on it and the most pleasant treat for me was to sit on that comfortable brown chair in front of my computer and write. I was writing in different genres. From short stories, to emotional diaries and long format screenplays. Nobody ever read what I was writing at that time. Occasionally I was using parts of my writings in my articles or customizing my screenplays to some proposals for TV series, all of which were written based on "request" and therefore I didn't care much about them. I never finished a personal piece of writing which I could show to other people. I needed more "life experience" to be able to write a real script. That's how I thought of imigration. I wanted to experience the freedom of being on my own. The freedom of having no censorship. The freedom of growing myself in all aspects.
As an immigrant, I don't have much outlet the same as I had in Iran. Would I use this blog for that purpose? Maybe, but it deprives me from the idea of being "hidden" which has been essential for my personal writings. In my hidden way of writing, I guess I was carrying the inheritance of being an eastern woman with mysteries. It is contradictory for this woman when she lives in a society in which she doesn't get any credit for being "hidden". Maybe it is time for her to change...