Go see my family in Buenos Aires and in Lugano, Switzerland

unless I go see them for a weekend, this doesn’t look likely in the coming year.

My oldest aunt is in her late 80s, and I worry I won’t get to see her ever again.

This stupid program I’m in has really taken over my whole life and it’s hard not to be resentful. If you say anything, they give you the pseudo-sympathy of “yes, of course, all things in perspective…you should go see her…” which means, go on and drop out, you wimp with a life, we don’t need your kind here…one down, 4 to go.

I hate it here.
I just hate it.

I haven’t seen them since I was 17.

I’m the first one born in the US, so even my brother was born in Bs Aires.

I feel like since my mom died, I’m even forgetting my native tongue.

Perhaps next year, I can go out for a couple of weeks.