A slamming door shakes an entire nation. Thunderstorms or the sound of Israeli planes flying low through Lebanese airspace bring back vivid traumas. The sound of glass shattering, a simple object falling down the stairs or the wind against windows transports an entire population back to the fateful afternoon of August 4. Since the deadly explosion at the port of Beirut, a Lebanon in free fall has been living in frustration at its inability to heal. “We are all living in a collective depression,” says Hiba M. Dandachli of Embrace Lebanon.
“Every day is August 4,” repeats graffiti that has been plastered for months on the pieces of the ruined buildings. Beirut and its people are trying to recover from that summer day that changed their lives, and took many others with it.