I put all my love in to my country when I was growing up. My Mom is an alcoholic and takes so many tranquilizers it is like she is a zombie who sometimes wakes up and then is really mean. My Dad doesn't like emotions. If you insist on discussing something he will literally get on an aeroplane and fly to another country pretending he had to go for work. When I was fifteen, I moved away from my country and I didn't have anything to love. Life hurt too much. I'm old now, I love my children. However, who I am, is that fifteen year old who had everything taken away so that she had nothing left to love. I learnt you can live and learn to love other people and places but it is good to acknowledge what formed you. Thanks d.o.a.