No it’s not being unpatriotic, not being ungrateful, not being selfish.

But life is about finding your fit, and I found mine right here. Right here, where I am treated as an equal, where it does not matter where you come from, but where your final destination is.

I am liberated here. I can or I can not disclose what race I am. Back home, the race question is the first they’ll ask. Back home, you have certain rights that pertains slavery to others, like they’re immigrants.

Right here, they welcome immigrants with arms like their own. We’re in the year 2011, but the culture is like in the 60s. There is no way forward but to embrace. No way forward but to embrace.

Change, however, is uncertain. Tho the reform struggle to change seems winning, the result is unclear. Victory, can’t be promised. And I, can’t go on uncertainty. I believe that I will be buried down under the carpet of racism, ‘Islamism’ and easternness.

I will sink like before. I feel safer in this strange place.