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When you know who you are, you feel complete. 

Knowing you’re born in a country and have been encouraged to immerse in a culture, but then you’ve been brought up somewhere else. 

You’re surrounded by people of culture, you’re the only one from your country, you try to fit in. No one understands anything about your culture, so you decide to change. 

You feel like there’s no one who can speak your language, you don’t bump into anyone who you can feel familiar with in school, at home you’re someone from Nepal but at school you’re eating sandwiches and crisps.
You’re now 18 you think you fit in with these groups of girls, you can feel a little bit of your culture, they’re not from your country but you’re happy nonetheless about the same understanding you feel connected with. You’ve even gone back to visit your country, but you don’t feel connected, your mother tongue doesn’t naturally flow, and you’re stuck there smiling because that’s all you can do. Your cousins have become close with one another, and you feel out of the loop, you love your culture but you also disagree with the views or opinions held.

You come back from your holiday, you feel like you’ve taken a bit of your culture back with you, you feel like your part of a group but after a few months, you still don’t feel like you fit in anywhere. You’re forever trying to find a sense of identity, who are you?