/lit/ - Literature

I'M NOT SHARING A LITERARY BOARD WITH A BUNCH OF AI CHATBOTS AND RETARDED ZOOMERS. FUCK YOU. GOODBYE.

I visited Italy in 2014 and can't stop thinking about how I want to live there for the rest of my life. I loved everything about it. I fucking hate living in the United States so god damn much. I'm graduating in May next year with a useless
English degree. No, I can't go there and be an English teacher. I read that they are extremely unwilling to issue work visas for non eu citizens, especially English teachers.

They also have a 69,000 quota every year for work visas. Once the quota runs out, they stop issuing work permits. I can't marry someone Italian because I have autism and suck ass at human interaction.

I tried bringing Italy home, learning Italian here, Mediterranean diet, going to a catholic church in my town. Its not the same. The grey overcast skies of New Jersey (A place once filled with Italian immigrants but now its minorities), doesn't compare at all to Sicily.

I just want to live in Palermo. That's all. Why must I suffer?