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Dad, can we talk for a moment? I've been thinking about this for a long time. And I didn't know how to say it before. But I can't keep it inside anymore. I've made a decision. And I need you to hear me calmly. I want to leave this country.

What are you saying? Leave the country? Where is this coming from? This sounds sudden. And I don't understand why you would say something like that without talking to me first.

It's not sudden. I promise. I've been thinking about this for months. Maybe even years. But I was afraid to say it because I knew it would hurt you or make you angry. But I feel stuck here. And I don't see a future for myself if I stay.

You don't see a future? How can you say that? You have your family here. You have a place. You have opportunities. Maybe not perfect, but they are real. Why do you think leaving everything is the solution?

Because I feel like I'm not moving forward. Every day feels the same. Every opportunity feels so small. And I feel like I'm just waiting for something to change. But, nothing ever does. I want more for my life, and I don't think I can find it here.

So, your solution is to run away? To leave your family, your home, everything you know, just because things are not perfect? Life is not perfect anywhere. And leaving doesn't guarantee anything.

I'm not running away. I'm trying to move forward. I'm trying to take a risk. To do something different. Because staying here feels like slowly giving up on myself.

And what about us? What about your family? Do we not matter in this decision? Or is this only about you and what you want?

Of course, you matter. That's why this is so hard for me. If it was easy, I could have left without saying anything. But, I stayed because I care. I'm telling you now because I want you to understand me. Not because I want to hurt you.

It still hurts. It feels like you're saying this place, this family, this life is not enough for you. That everything we've built means nothing.

That's not what I'm saying. This is my home. You are my family. And that will never change. But I need to grow. And I feel like I can't do that here.

You think I never felt like that? You think I never wanted something more? I had dreams, too. But I stayed. I worked. I built a life. That's what responsibility is.

I know you sacrificed a lot. And I respect that. But I don't want to live with regrets later. Thinking about what could have been if I had tried.

And what if you fail? What if you go there and nothing works? What if you end up alone? Without support. Without anything.

Then I will deal with it. I would rather fail trying than stay here wondering what could have happened.

You say that now. But when reality hits, it's not that simple. Being alone in another country is not easy. You don't know what you're getting into.

I know it won't be easy. And I'm not expecting it to be. But staying here and feeling stuck is also not easy. I feel like I'm losing time.

You really thought about this. Haven't you?

Yes, every day. I go to sleep thinking about it. I wake up thinking about it, and the feeling doesn't go away.

And you never thought about telling me earlier? About asking for advice? Or at least sharing this with me?

I did, many times. But I was afraid you could react like this. Or that you could try to stop me before I could even explain.

I'm not trying to stop you. I'm trying to understand why you think leaving is the only option.

Because I need a change, a real change. Not just small adjustments. I need to feel like I'm moving, like I'm building something for myself.

And what about me? What about your mother? Do you think this is easy for us to hear? That one day you just leave and everything changes?

I know. I know it's not easy. It's not easy for me either. But sometimes life forces you to make difficult decisions.

Or maybe you're just choosing the easy way. Leaving instead of fighting here.

No, leaving is not easy. Leaving means starting from zero. Being alone. Facing everything without support. That's not easy at all.

Then why do it?

Because staying feels like slowly giving up. And that scares me more than leaving.

So, when were you planning to do this?

I didn't want to say this, but I think you need to know.

What do you mean?