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Living in a house where you can't be yourself and the fact that there are problems at your house 24/7 that you decided to fuck up in school but you still keep going, the struggle of cutting yourself and the struggle of being and immigrant sucks.
The problem that no matter if you're 18 years old you can't move out of the house just because you can't work not you can't study, the struggle of waiting for a miracle of re-a signing the dream act for others who need the help, the tears running down your face because you can't stop hearing those arguments because you don't know what to do so you let the pain come to you. Feeling miserable and knowing you can't move on in life drags you to the darkness without thinking that there's light someone that you came make it through but there aren't doors open yet.