When you come to a stop..
I haven't been myself for almost 7 months now. I can't be myself here. People stop me from being myself. They don't let me be myself. They don't trust me. Nobody trusts me here.
Whatever I do, something's always wrong. I feel like I can't do anything right here, especially not when I'm with my host family. They always make me feel like I'm doing something wrong. Something's always wrong. I'm wrong.
I seriously can't wait for my mom and sister to get here. I can't wait to be myself again!