I've known that in Switzerland every year there are 17000 arranged marriages, i'm not the only one in this condition. Yesterday i escorted my husband in the capital city, i had some problems in the restaurant because at every bit i had to lift the lower part of the niqab to insert the fork but in any case i broke the routine. In this context a woman's face and body are considered precious and only a close male relative can see them, a woman must be modest and i regret my behaviour in my late teens. The loss of freedom was a sort of gift because i've learned to turn pain in something of positive.