Breathe…. keep breathing. Some days that’s all you can do. That’s all you have the power to do. Just breathe.
I know you feel left out, alone, lonely. You are trying your hardest to work on getting a “better life.” All you want to do is be successful, all you want to do is take care of your family. You want to provide, have enough money for 3 meals. Have enough money to take your sick dad to the hospital. Like me am sure you have asked several times “is that too much to ask for?”. No, dear migrant, it is not too much to ask for.
People think because you are a migrant/ immigrant you have some money. They think the government assistance gives you a ton of money. But the truth is that you have NO money. The only thing you have is you. Right now,you’re not sure you believe in you anymore.
My dear Migrant, just breathe.
Surely if you are still alive that means God is keeping you to see better days.
Breathe.my dear migrant, just breathe.