I am baffled since the past few days. I hate my job now and I keep thinking about my son back home. I am not happy working here, I became lazy and unproductive; sometimes I even forgot what should I working for.
I want to quit and find something else but I am afraid to go out.
I’m anxious to be penniless out of the plan, frightened to sleep in the street and horrified not to support financially my family. I don’t trust myself and that’s the biggest problem I am countering now.
I am not okay today and I am so tired of pretending to be.