How does one stay sane in the world today? Everyday, I wake up in a continuous nightmare. I worry about my parents. The future. I think about my family, back at the Khao-I-Dang camp, awaiting their sponsored country. A while ago, my dad expressed some regret. He told me his first country of choice was actually Australia. I try to imagine us as an Australian family. The country is far from perfect and has its fair share of issues, but oh would it be nice to be there and not here right now.
We are on our last legs as a country. Or maybe the legs were long gone.
Is this how my parents felt as the Khmer Rouge began gaining momentum? When the fall of the government was imminent? When they were lied to and finally forced to work in the fields just as planned?
History repeating itself. My parents are once again being thrust into a cruel governance that doesn't care for their well-being and any other constituents. This was never the "land of the free."
I don't know how we can survive when so much has been undone in a short amount of time. This for 4 years? Who'd be left?
In the meantime, I try to stay sane by making art. Revamping this blog (look - a theme from the early '00s!). Listening to comfort songs or soothing tunes. Watching my favorite shows. Watching fictional horror to avoid the real horror.
Hopefully I can report positive news later in the year. Hoping.
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