I remember after my internship I was so ashamed of my existence I wanted to change my name and go to a
different country where no one knew me.
Then things got better...a bit better...I felt I was okay....till I wasn't.
Then I got an opportunity to leave to a different country with my name...
Now, I am again the laughingstock. Since I was child, this has been the only constant: I am the laughingstock wherever I go. It's a label stuck to my forehead. I am now, in this new place, again ashamed of my existence...I again wish to change my name and escape to a different country where no one knows me....
Then things got better...a bit better...I felt I was okay....till I wasn't.
Then I got an opportunity to leave to a different country with my name...
Now, I am again the laughingstock. Since I was child, this has been the only constant: I am the laughingstock wherever I go. It's a label stuck to my forehead. I am now, in this new place, again ashamed of my existence...I again wish to change my name and escape to a different country where no one knows me....
31-35, F
