I often come to check the news but do not bother to sign in. I wasn’t going to bother to reply. After all, everyone has the right to their opinion. However, I went around to do some errands and could not take this post from my head. It was that bothersome.
I deeply disagree with the theme and the comments.
I aged out of DACA, shake my fist at the government and whatnot. It caused issues between me and several friends. Not because it bothered me but because it bothered them. It was unfair to be denied. It really burned and then feel guilty for enjoying something that I could not. They showed temper to me but it was okay. I was not angry at them.
I was furious at the government. Cretins! Who the hell they are to ruin my life to stuck me in an dead end, thank less job where I was sexually harassed, bullied and cheated of my wages? I was so pissed I prayed to God and clarified that I could not hate my Creator or the USA but none-the-less knew that I was on my own. I am on my own because the government, society nor God gives a shit about me.
Note that I did not throw shit at dreamers, immigrants, people waiting in line or people jumping the fence. I do not have the right. None of us have. The moment we make this a merit/need argument, the moment we lose. There is always someone who needs relief more than you and that is more deserving than you. This insane system we have is not merit/need based is a damn lottery. Sometimes you win and sometimes you lose. There is no point in being a sore loser. Even more pointless to show your lack of mercy.
Yea, I can argued that I deserve more. I am already here, know the language and my trade. I been a fucking illegal for 20 years, more than the years I spend in the mother land. That is my opinion. But you know, there is probably some father from Central American who thinks his toddler deserves more than me because, I dunno, I don’t know the issues. If Central America is as violent as my home state Michoacan. I am blaming no parent and no child.
Furthermore, I am no one’s victim. I am old enough where the term dreamer does not apply. At some point I chose my destiny and I chose here. My life is not being wasted and my future not determined by the Government, society or God (please don’t punish me, I love ya but you know our relationship is complicated). I am a free person and the creator of my own destiny even when the world cheats me and is unfair.
In conclusion, I am not going to be the mean bully that naysays a child suffering from violence and poverty that he/she cannot be with mommy or daddy because I am more deserving. That is what the cool kids call a dick move and I am a girl.