A Stateless Man’s Birthday Wish



So I just turned 27 today.

I don’t have a six-pack, a degree or a job. Oh, and I don’t have a country.

I have a lot of hope though, that things will always get better.

Someone asked me what’s the thing I struggle the most with.

To be honest with you, I hate waking up every day having to lie about who I am.

It feels terrible but I have not had much choice.

I regret leaving the United States when I could’ve tried to stay, and it’s not because of how things turned out for me, Continue reading