For years, I have lived with a reality that is difficult to explain to people who have never experienced it: uncertainty.

Like many refugees and asylum seekers, I did not leave my home because I wanted a different adventure. I left because circumstances gave me few alternatives. Since then, much of my life has been defined not by movement, but by waiting.Waiting for answers.

Waiting for decisions.

Waiting for a future that always seems just out of reach.

Living as a refugee in Turkey has taught me that........

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