I'm sitting here in what should feel like "home" with relatives who still call me by a childhood nickname, and all I can think about is how I just spent 18 hours on a flight to feel like an even BIGGER outsider than I do trying to hustle for rent back in the only country I've ever truly lived in—what a total WASTE of time and what an IDIOT I am for thinking this would be different...

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