Tonight I'm leaving. Yes. Before my departure, I let go of all my old hair, as if shedding my past. I'm on a new path now, even though I don't fully know what it means yet.

I can feel how hard it is to be a migrant. You can’t just enter a society, get a job, a place to live, and make friends. It’s simply impossible. So many countries are built on networks of kinship and familiarity.

Also, for some reason, I’ve started having serious health problems. I feel dizzy, my nose is bleeding, and I feel nauseous. And in this condition, I’ll have to travel by bus. I can’t imagine how I’ll manage. And I’m leaving already on Sunday at midnight.

I bought a ticket to Graz. I’m not sure if I’m making the right decision, since I could have chosen another place, but now I’ll try to build a life in Austria. I’ll probably be placed in the region of Styria. I don’t know if I’ll be able to find a job there.

turns out there’s nothing good waiting for us in leipzig, just like in dresden. i don’t know what to do. my wife and i are planning to leave for another country — maybe austria, maybe the netherlands.

i’m not doing great right now. i’m a ukrainian trying to settle down in germany, since my home back there is destroyed. i’ve been waiting for weeks now to get a response from the immigration office about the paragraph 24 permit, but nothing so far — just endless delays. 1§