When I first came to Australia, I never felt like I belonged. No matter how much I tried, there was always something missing. I didn’t know what it was. Then, a few months ago, I went back to Iraq. I was very excited. I thought I would be going to a place where I belonged 100%. But then when I got there, I felt exactly the same way, that I was like everyone else but that there was something different. Finally, I realised that the things that you experience shape you, and that it’s hard for those who . . .
When I first came to Australia, I never felt like I belonged. No matter how much…
