I live in America, where freedom is a right of everyone, but that doesn’t mean that people aren’t trapped. I’m trapped. I have a very needy family—my mother is unemployed, and I have to support her and my two younger siblings because there’s nowhere else for them to turn. I’m happy to do it because I love them, but at the same time I just want a little breathing room. A little freedom. I can’t switch jobs, go back to school, or take a vacation because I have to be here working this job, making this money, paying these bills. If I could have anything, I’d want my mom to find a job where she can support herself.