Worried about the surge in fighting in their Dara’a, Syria neighbourhood, 30-year-old Anwar and her family of six fled to Jordan in 2013. They had no means of earning money since it was nearly impossible for Syrian refugees to receive a work permit – a daily reality for many Syrian refugees living on the fringe.
The financial stress triggered tension and violence in their small one-bedroom apartment in Ramtha. With temporary cash assistance and individual counselling from the ̽»¨¾«Ñ¡ and other organizations, Anwar and her husband were able to create a peaceful home again.
She shared her story with me:

Life [during the] war was very difficult. I was living in fear and confusion. Because of his leg injury, my husband was not able to provide – so we had a hard time financially.
The war was psychologically draining. We had no money, no safety or security; we couldn’t leave the house. It turned into a place not fit for humans. It felt like the end of the world; like my family and I were just waiting for death.
Whenever a military plane would pass over our house in Syria, we huddled up in a corner. My children would urinate involuntarily all the time. Their lives were filled with violence; even the way they started playing referred to violence. They were very much influenced by the war.
We suffered a lot to get to Jordan; it was an extremely difficult journey. As soon as we stepped out [of our front door] to go, we had to turn back. There were airstrikes and bombings. But we knew there was a chance we might die either way, so we decided to take the risk and leave.
Airstrikes and gas bombs were still falling as we made our way. I remember saying, ‘Let’s just go back. All of life is full of bitterness and darkness. It’s not going to change.’ I remember we suffocated so many times from the gas bombs, but we continued until we reached Jordan.
The war was psychologically draining...It turned into a place not fit for humans. It felt like the end of the world; like my family and I were just waiting for death.
We first went to the Azraq [refugee] camp. I felt like it’s the same life as Syria; it was not easy to live there. I used to cry and pray for my life to change somehow. I wished to find a person I could talk to and help me lift this burden of worries.
I told my husband, 'Let’s rent a place [in the city], even if it’s just a room.’ Looking out on the streets, I thought about how nice it is for people to be living in peace – safety and security is a wonderful thing. My children asked me if we’re finally going to live a normal life.
Our place was small, but we finally felt safe. We had a little bit of money, but most of it was spent on the way to Jordan. My children would ask me to buy them new clothes or toys, but I couldn’t afford it.
Because of the financial stress, there were many fights with my husband. I would also hit my children and yell at them – this was another way I could vent. The only other thing I could do was cry. There was stress on top of more stress. There was a lot of violence at home, even before the war. We never solved anything without fighting, yelling and hitting.
I wanted to find something that would change my life. One of my friends told me about the [̽»¨¾«Ñ¡] women’s centre, where I started to take individual counselling and parenting sessions. This is when my life started.
̽»¨¾«Ñ¡ counselors Ms. Ruba Zghoul and Ms. Ala’a Bishtawi would always tell me that I have inner strength, but I’m not able to show it. I used to tell them I don’t have the strength. Life is not that simple. I had a very negative outlook on life and opposed everything they would say.
But they gave me the strength to change my ways and start over. I was stuck in the past, not yet freed from it, but session after session, things changed for me.
I told the counselors one of the things causing stress was our financial situation, so I received 180 JODs ($250) each month for six months.
Each month, I put aside 100 JODs for rent. I would then purchase mostly food and water. I paid off my debts; I bought things for my children. It solved many problems. It gave me self-confidence.
But this was eight months ago. I’ve stopped receiving financial assistance now. But I continue to receive support from the ̽»¨¾«Ñ¡ counselors.
First, they told me to divide our [one-bedroom apartment] between my husband and I and my children. They told me to give my children their space and freedom. They were happy and started hanging their drawings. Before, there was a lot of violence between my children. The counselors told me children absorb what’s happening around them. This really stuck in my head.
I started to listen to my husband when he would vent because he was also stressed. The counselors told me to count to 10 before I react to any argument, and when I did I really felt a difference.
I encouraged my husband to go to the ̽»¨¾«Ñ¡ men’s centre, which he refused at first but started to go and felt the change. He would come home calm after talking to other men.
The ̽»¨¾«Ñ¡ really helped me deal with my children and husband. The cash assistance really lifted a heavy burden, so I’m trying to find a way forward now.
The ̽»¨¾«Ñ¡â€™s women’s centre is funded by the European Commission for Humanitarian Aid and Civil Protection (ECHO) and other generous donors.