immigrant here. I used fake document until high school. I lie to all my...
friend. Sometimes I run away from them. I am clever enough to go to university but I can’t since I don’t have proper documents. I want to have drving licence like everyone but I can’t. There is nothing I can do here. I don’t know why my parents want us to stay here. I want to go back to my own country but I can’t. I don’t have enough money. If anyone who rich enough can give me money, I will do anything. I hate my life…. I have anxiety because of this.
By Anonymous on ⏸ Pause this confession