I’m starting off the New Year with only a year, 3 months, and 9 days left to work legally. I have to make them count somehow. All I’ve done since living here since I was 6 years old was assimilate into a country that is drying up all my opportunities. I haven’t even achieved the bare bones of the life I envisioned for myself.
All the self help peeps tell you to count your blessings, so here’s mine:
- I’m full of life and energy and I’m not done fighting yet
- I have a loving family and home
- I have access to the internet, pens, and journals. I can write, I can speak, and I can be heard by anyone who wants to listen
- I can get up everyday and work legally.
for now at least. I only have right now and really that’s all anyone ever has.