AÇIKLAMA / DISCLOSURE

THE LETTER SENT TO THE PERPETRATOR, SEPTEMBER 2025 Hi, Saimir   I've written something, it's a longish letter. I had to write it down for myself but you don't have to read it if you don't want to. What I'm writing is not a letter for you. It's for me. It's not a letter of forgiveness or acceptance. It is just what it is.  This morning I got up before dawn as I did for 3 months with the same image in front of my eyes, just like what I have been seeing every morning for 3 months now.    3 monts ago I went on an exciting, beautiful trip and I met you there. Did you notice I never shared one single photo of it since I returned? Did you know I couldn't even look at any of my photos even once? Every night fell asleep with pills? Took pain meds all the time coz even my skin ached? Even took heart medicine as it decided to explode out of anxiety many times since? Woke up before sunrise almost every morning to fell into the same hell all over again? No ...

  This is the most disturbing post I have ever shared in my life, ever. But it has to be shared. This is a sad and a very disturbing story about an Albanian mountain guide, Saimir Kalbaj. And me, a clueless tourist who hires him and gets assaulted by him during her trip.  Considering so far I have travelled 20+ countries safely, happily. Except for Albania.  After the incident, it took me months to realize I had been in denial and it had to come to an end. I cannot say I was very happy when my soul was living in the denial balloon but it was protecting me from facing the truth and feeling a much worse pain. It kept me alive deceiving myself until I saw an event inviting people for the same trip with the same guide. The thought of other innocent women travelling with him, getting drugged by him and getting assaulted by him kept me up at night and when I finally fell asleep, nightmares and night terrors started. I had no other choise but to act. The first time I wrote about...