Tomorrow, April 3rd, my permission to stay in the country as a tourist will expire and I will be stuck in Limbo.
Since I came in October to the US I’ve felt weird. I am used to traveling and I have always done it with a tourist visa. I came to this country before and I traveled across both coasts and I had a great time. I went to Europe and it was one of the best experiences of my life. I felt alive. I have never felt uncomfortable. I was free. I did what I wanted when I wanted. This time is different. I came to see my boyfriend and he ended up proposing to me. Of course I said yes, but deep inside in that precise moment I felt something. Fear. Fear of the unknown, fear of being different, fear of feeling imprisoned. And that feeling didn’t go away, on the contrary, it is still with me and it is stronger than never. Continue reading “Abandoned By My Passport”
Juani Manzo 