my life is over. There’s nothing for me in my future. My story was supposed to end with the US. It was my last chance to get my life in order. My last chance to make connections, have a sense of purpose and feel happiness. It was supposed to be the last chapter, but I unnaturally dragged it out for another year and I’m just unnaturally trying to find new solutions even though there aren’t any and it’s all over, the curtain call was November 30th. There’s nothing for me in Norway, there’s nothing for me anywhere now. It’s too late. I’m not the same person as the person who went to the US.