What can I possibly say to myself in 5 years? I don’t even know where I’m going to live! I left home at 18 and have moved ever since. At present, I do not feel at home anywhere. Clouded by anxiety and the state of the world, I do not know if I will ever find stability – my home and tribe. I hope I do; and this yearning made up the first section of my letter.
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