How You Truely feel aboout being undocumented?

Let me tell you how i truely feel about being undocumented.


Fisrt of all let me start by NOT blaming the people who brought me here, i thank them for doing so, now i feel like a my state is my own jail, i can't get out, i can't work, maybe i can with a fake SS# but i wont do that, i feel like commiting suicide sometimes, Let me tell you why.

My steph-mother's sister is in the Hospital, in july she was diagnos with Acute Lymphotyc Leukemia, i loved her like a Sister, she is Illegal too, this 24 she will turn 19, because of the reason she didn't came here before she was 16, she doesn't apply for the DA, in total there are 7 people living in our house, dad,1 bro, 1 lil bro, 1 lil sis, my uncle, step-mo.. and me. now shes been in the hospital for 1 months, just by being undocumented, and having her sick, is tearing our family apart, we try to keep strong. maybe the lack of money, the lack of freedom is killing us too, i know that the dream act gives us hope... but i can't really see that hope in my life.. is just not fair, thats how i feel, angry,sad,depress most of the day, and happy when i see my lil 1 year old sis laugh....... anyways, sorri if this topic is not in the right spot.. i apologize for that. Good night

I can't even begin to imagine how hard it must be for your family right now. For that reason specifically I am in no position to give any advice, but I'll try anyway.

The same way that your little sister makes you happy, you make your parents happy. By being strong, by living through this thing to better times, you will inspire them and make them happy. Don't worry about the dream act for now, it'll come in time. It is more important that right now your whole family is there to help your stepmom's sister get through this. I am sure she will.

And if your little sister's laught makes you happy, just make her laugh more often.

I am really sorry for your situation. Maybe my story can help you, in 2002, my mother gave birth to my little sister. She became our whole universe. When she was four months old she began to have spams. . My sister had a rare and debastating form of epilepsi. Only 500 children get it annually and my sister was one of them. My sister single handlely game me the three worst days of my life. The first was when I had to watch a doctor insert a needle in her spine to get a white liquid. the second was a scary trip to the ER when she truned purple. The final was a 911 call when she stop breathing and almost die in my mother's arms. She broke me into pieces. The old person that I was die as her illness grew stronger. I could do nothing but to be the shoulder where my mother cried. There was nothing but to pick the pieces of me that were scatter around and used them to re-made myself. many got lost and I lost hope in finding them back. Yet, anytime I feel sad because something is not going my way, I always remember that the three worst days of my life were already lived and that things cannot get worst. What I am trying to say is that, bad thinks happen and sometimes cannot be change them. We can only change how we react to them. Yet, you have to be the strong one, for your family and for your sister. This might seem like it is separating your family but it might also be what unifies you all. After all the poundings that life gives us, all the little things that seem stupid for those who do not understand give you a great deal of hapiness. My sister illness fade away and every moment with her and my family is precious. I cannot tell you to concentrante in the happy moments because right now there are no happy moments. Just have faith that she is going to get better. Smile to your family and to her, cheer them up. Good Luck and my prayers are wiht you.

thnx, Nick and OptimistinDenial- i appriciate your words, and i will try to look foward, thegood news about her is that the Doctors say that she will be cured in 3 years, is good enough for me.. anyways, thnx guys

Wow....my condolences man.

Babies are truly angels aren't they? I have a little baby cousin (two months old) that just makes me forget about everything stressful in my life and makes me feel so happy to be alive.

I second what Nick and Optimist said. Life throws curve balls at us whenever it so chooses; we have to be strong, stick together, and eventually, we'll make it through.

Your family and especially your step-mother's sister are in my thoughts and prayers.

Wow, it's crazy how even more similar my story is to you guys. Due to complications after her birth, my little sister developed hydrocephalus, which is a swelling of the brain, that lead to her cerebral palsy, quadriparetic spasticity, and epilepsy today. Soon after she was born back home, the surgeons inserted a shunt, which is a tube to drain excess fluid from her brain, but she had already suffered a lot of brain damage and was eventually sent for medical treatment here to the states. She's had multiple surgeries since then, including hip surgeries, insertion of a gastrointestinal tube through which we feed her, and an automated pump in her stomach to help with her seizures, and is 16 now. She can't walk or talk or do anything for herself; she's completely total care, and I'm accustomed now to being her caretaker. She can make sounds so we know if she's ok, and most importantly as mentioned above, she can laugh a lot, which is the most important thing in the world to me. Her medical costs are astounding, and she has a huge team of doctors, but Houston has a good medical team to cater to her specific needs.

Someone in her condition who is only functional and living today because of the medical technology here would either not be able to survive or would be in very poor condition back home, as the doctors there have acknowledged that Nigeria simply doesn't have the resources to take care of someone like her. However, and our lawyer has told us this, that fact alone is not going to get us out of deportation proceedings as immigration doesn't really have any category for "humanitarian stuff" like that. Most of middle school and high school was spent taking care of my sister, which I used to resent back then, but it's just made me a more responsible person. I still hate when we go on a doctor's appointment or something and we get weird looks from other people, she's still a person just like the rest of us.

But basically, she obviously wouldn't qualify for Dream, so the judge is her only way out. I'm not prepared to think of what would happen to her if she has to leave, and I would gladly go if it meant she has to stay, but we'll see what the judge decides. My point is that we all get dealt different hands in life, and we just have to deal with them, like it or not. Whatever situations we're going through, it just makes us stronger people, so that when Dream passes we'll be more than equipped to enter the "real world." I really hope she gets better mexican_papi, and I'm glad you little sis is better Optimist, cause epilepsy is definitely a serious matter. So, moral of the story everyone: cheer up! As bad as your life may seem, there is at least one other person who has it worse than you do, so be thankful for what we do have, even when it doesn't seem like much

Two words: It sucks.