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"We will never forgive you. You betrayed us!" Muttered the three feebleminded unwise men, alternatively known as my brothers, after I decided to leave my home country permanently, and I moved to Switzerland.
The process of expatriation has been inarguably the biggest mistake ever committed, escaping Saudi Arabia; a country I left in digust and moving to the heart of Europe. But even so, I've been placing myself in every country that crosses my mind. I couldn't fit in.
Even here, in the most diverse metropolitan center of the world, I feel unwelcome, as if I've invited myself into this. Sometimes I wish I could've gone to the United States.
Sometimes I am unwilling to start over again and again. How many pasts do I have to dispose of until I can settle for one that suits me? Never.
The process of expatriation has been inarguably the biggest mistake ever committed, escaping Saudi Arabia; a country I left in digust and moving to the heart of Europe. But even so, I've been placing myself in every country that crosses my mind. I couldn't fit in.
Even here, in the most diverse metropolitan center of the world, I feel unwelcome, as if I've invited myself into this. Sometimes I wish I could've gone to the United States.
Sometimes I am unwilling to start over again and again. How many pasts do I have to dispose of until I can settle for one that suits me? Never.