Immigrant at 17, Refugee at 21. I Was Both, So Here’s My Story
<p>Let’s start at the beginning: I was born in 2000’s Ukraine, nine years after the country’s longed-for independence.</p>
<p>My family just made it out alive of<strong> the 90s</strong> — a tumultuous period of hyper-accelerated capitalism and banditism. Entire lives were crashed or evelated. People became billionaires overnight and lost everything the day after.</p>
<p>My parents struggled to put food on the table, let alone get a stable job in this seemingly never-ending chaos. Meat and cheese were reserved for my brother only, while other family members contented themselves with the leftovers.</p>
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