It feels so weird to come back to France. Honestly, I thought I would never go back.

Sometimes France gets on my nerves. However, I feel I made peace with it, by seeing it through the eyes of non-French people.

Then I realized that if I was so upset with France, it was because it did not protect me when I needed it. France was not there for me because it did not take me seriously. It did not protect me children nor me.

Nevertheless, today I feel that the pain I experienced came from having expectations. I was certain that my “country” (if such a term means anything, which I doubt) would protect me.

The best thing is not having expectations as they say in the Four agreements. To avoid disappointment. And feel free.