I have one problem in my heart: I cannot love anyone. Just my mom. If I think of anyone, if I remember someone, it is her. Just my mum. Not just here [in the booth]. Every place. Even when I am happy, even when I am angry, even when I cry. Every time I remember something, it’s just my mum. It’s my life. I don't think about money, and I don't think about a big house, or being a rich person. If I think about something in life, it’s just my mum.

It's been almost four years [since I left my home]. But I don’t miss it so much. You know, my sister is married. She went to another village and if she doesn’t come back home for one week, she cries, “I miss my mom. It's long time.” I said, “What? It’s just one week.” But it’s been four years that I haven’t seen her. Now, it's normal for me.

When I lived in my country, I helped my mom. In my country it’s difficult for women to work. If she wanted to go shopping or if she wanted to go visit someone or if she wanted to go to the hospital [I would take her]. If I wasn’t in the house, she would get a taxi. Sometimes she calls me, and I say, “How are you?” She says, “I am sick.” I say, “Okay, why you not go to the doctor?” “Who will bring me to doctor? No one.” She just wants to be hard on my heart so I will not go back to my country. I said, don't worry, “I will not come back.” I won’t go back. Really. I won't go back to my country because it’s too difficult. I cannot go back. They might kill me. It's problem in my country. If I am young and strong.

It's my life. But if I think about something: it’s just my mom.

I don't want to love anyone. Because that’s too difficult. I decided this about my life. I will not cry for anyone. I will not love anybody. Because if I love someone, if I remember my family, if I think about my mom, about my brother, my sister, I cannot live. I would have to go back tomorrow. And then what? After two or three days the government would come calling.

Yesterday, my father called me. He’s almost crying. “Why you don't you call me? Why don't you remember me? Are you crazy? Are you mad? Don't you have heart?” I said, “I'm busy.” Afterwards, I forget. That's my condition. To survive, I have to do that.