You grew up in poverty. Until you turn 10, there is nowhere to call yourself.
You got a romm ,you decorated the room with the remains of a poster from your sister and friends.
This obscene and old room belongs to you, and you are very proud of it.
Years later, you will live in this room like a child who catches a bear at night. Having your own room in the trailer a few years later is a source of pride.
After years , you will grow up and move out of the trailer.
You are on the move. You will lose this safe room. Your friends will turn their backs on you, and your roommate will change his mind and rely on your survival instinct to surf the couch.
If you've moved across the country to a cold and rainy city, you need to start over. It doesn't continue.
Then You are obsessed with nostalgia and return home on the plane, where the family will waiting for you.
You desperately want your relationship and family like a naive person obsessed with fantasies.
You understand that you have to hustle so that your children will not go through what you undergo.
Yes, i agree