When i was a kid, I lived in Mexico.I had asthma and my parents didnt had much money to pay for my medication.My dad left us to go to the US to find a job to get us money, but I wouldn't see him again in a long,long, time.I missed my father and my asthma made me feel worse but but never had the though of suicide,i was scared about dying.After i came to the US I saw my father one more time and i was a little better but in the US, english is the main language you have to speak, neither you speak it, or deal with the struggle of not being able to communicate.It was very hard years i went through;years that felt like decades.I learned english,graduated elementary and moved on to middle school....yayy.....DX.It was a scary experience, new school,new friends, new teachers,new everything.I'm not the type of person that likes to meet new people;its difficult for me to be able to make new friends, I've always had that problem,hated it so much.
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