I’m so horrendously tired. Sometimes I just feel like I’m
about to burst into tears. We had the girls’ birthday party last weekend and
this past weekend we moved our room to the Nursery School dorms. And during the
week, I’ve put in more than 10 hour days. I wear dirty clothes on the weekend
because I have no time to wash. The stress of being outside Vision’s walls,
leaks in here and there, when I go to the house and realize, we’ve been broken
into again and again. The fact that I am only good for what I possess is making
me feel psychologically unstable. Not many people here have experienced it to
the degree I have, so many cannot relate. We look like the perfect family. The
pictures are mesmerizing but no-one can imagine the level of racism we’ve experienced
and what we have had to pay to live together.
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