I'm still different despite all the exposures I gotten myself at. Knowledge isn't enough for me to be within the natives.
Even I'm welcomed or needed by everyone around me, I always have this longing feeling that I should be somewhere else... And this feeling waiting for something or someone to pick me up and leave to that wherever place it was. What if I was waiting for death? Nah...
Anyways, I simply consider myself human. I have needs, flaws, ideals, and die. Like everyone else. But as a member of a country? Not so much. I'm already confused and frustrated about locals pointing their own stereotypes.
I acknowledge that everyone is unique (different likes, dislikes, tastes, aptitude, etc...); but not all are being judged as 'weird' with their own culture. Surely everyone has different experiences...
I kept seeing them all near-same as humans even with their own cultures apart. I see no difference between skin colors; they're humans are they are humans.
The hierarchies, country boarders, the gap of rich and poor... I see no difference; no one is truly free. And none of those are true, and permanent. The natives and the foreigners... I see no difference. I question everyone the same question regardless, so I'll get the different answers. But the very thing what makes humans the same; humans all lie and die.
What bonds, and at the same time divides them. I don't get it, as much as I don't see the point of discrimination and wars... Same way as patriotism; I don't get it. Religion, too, big time.
The only thing that is permanent is change.