The past two years have been really tough for me and I'm going to explain everything so keep reading if interested.. So I'm originally Italian and Tanzanian but my parents have been divorced for as long as I can remember. When I was 12 I had to make the decision of going to boarding school or move to my dads in Italy, see the thing is I didn't speak a word of Italian i had a short amount of time to learn the language. On top of that it was the first time away from my mum. Me and my dad didn't have a solid relationship so I didn't know how to act around him it was awkward. The first few months were tough, going to a school where I didn't understand anything but I survived. The people there were nice, surportive and understood what I was going through. It was all too much for me I moved back to my mum. My step dad is Swedish, we ended up moving to Sweden I was all positive because I thought this was a new start of something good. Again Swedish isn't my mother tongue I could speak Swedish I understood but I wasn't fluent. I was in a Swedish school the first week was good. After a while I felt very unwelcome and unwanted, I felt like no one wanted to speak to me maybe because I didn't speak the language fluently and I understood that. After summer holiday I thought things would get better people would be more welcoming but I was wrong I did struggle with friends I was depressed and all that but I had to be strong I didn't really have a choice. Speaking is one of my problems I'm not the type of person that speaks a lot unless I'm around people I'm comfortable with. Up till today I kind of do struggle with friends but there's nothing else to do I just have to face my problems.