I was sent to the US when I was eleven, also being told that I would be visiting Disneyland. I never had a driver's license nor a social security number. During high school and college, I had to work multiple jobs in the kitchens of local restaurants to pay for my tuition because only those places would pay me in cash. I told everyone that I was a Foreign Student so I would appear legal even though I could not work legally. For over 12 years, I did not see my dad because he could not obtain a visitor visa to the US, while I could not risk leaving the country. I remember constantly lying to people about why I did not apply for a driver's license or why I could not visit places like Canada and Mexico. Lying was such a pain. I hated myself for compulsively lying, but was absolutely powerless about it. The lingering fear of being discovered and the inability to trust people also left me permanently scarred.
submitted to Define American on July 1, 2011 at 10:50
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