'We are a people of tribes' my buna told me a moment ago. 'You have strong ties to your tribes. They flow in your blood.' We're Jews and Rroma.
We were speaking about my need for friends and family and my apparent inability to reach out to anyone around here. She says she understands my feelings of isolation, lonliness, and home-sickness because she had the same while she was in America.
She again insisted that she should never have given me away and that it's her fault that I don't fit in anywhere.
'Don't work to be them, fata. You're not one of them, you're one of us. Be who you are. You are a daughter of your people.'
This is what I'm sitting with today.
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