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quote: it's not ruining the thread. i love listening to people's personal stories and where they came from and how their life was before i knew them. and yours is especially eventful so that's even "better".
Originally posted by Ľ Dani
Yeah. Wasn't Doboj the most damaged part? I remember the first time going back to Bosnia (was like 1998 when we had got the residence permit) and seeing all those buildings and the people on the streets still. I was little then but all I kept thinking was can we bring them with us back home, they will be much happier. And we visited every year/every other year since and I remember I felt worse and worse being there. Not because I couldn't help them, but because I had a better life and not them. Why me. Why not them. I loved hanging out with my family and seeing them, but I hated being there seeing people suffering. It made me feel bad about myself. It still does. I only go back to see them, not because I like the nature/country/whatever.
My mom is amazing. We've had our extremely rough moments but looking back now I think she's been a wonderful mother most of the time and she knows I this It wasn't until like a year ago she told me everything that happened in Croatia and how we made it to Sweden. It wasn't just to "go" it was a hell loads of paper work and stuff she had to do and people she had to talk to. And those sleepless nights wondering about my dad, if he was alive or not. Crazy.
Uhm, about my dad. At first he refused to join the war because he was like a hippie all peace and love and alcohol lol, then he ended up in a prison because he refused (everyone that refused ended up there), then he was in the war for months because after prison they were forced to go into war. I haven't really asked much about it. I'm sure he'd tell me everything if I asked but I feel like maybe I don't need to know everything. However, somehow he found out where we were, I think through his cousin, and then when it was "over" he came to us in Croatia and we got his passport sorted too so we could move to Sweden My dad is amazing but he's very special. Like I can't explain it. He's just different, very stubborn, sometimes difficult, but sooooooooo empathic, genuine and sweet.
Sorry guys for the long long stories and for ruining this thread
what horrible times those were. i don't think i could survive being torn from my loved ones like that. makes me so angry to think about it that it happened to so many people for no reason at all.
btw i think the origins of the conflict in that area was mostly religion which is also fcked up and twisted. the purpose of every religion should be to live in peace with one another. who cares what they eat and what words they use to pray and what they believe? as long as noone gets hurt we should all just mind our own fckin business.
now THAT is diverting the thread, sorry
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