I just can’t go back to America.
I am a permanent resident of the United States.
It is my home.
It was my choice to go there.
I chose to stay there and now I am leaving.
I have been in America for 13 years and it has made me a better person and an even better citizen.
I’ve met wonderful people and met wonderful families, but I also have had the opportunity to learn more about my country and how it works.
I understand that I am not the first American to make this decision and that there are a lot of Americans who have had similar experiences, too.
But my family and I are leaving because I don’t want my kids to grow up in a country that is less open and more suspicious of foreigners.
As a permanent US resident, I’m entitled to my American citizenship, which is based on my birth in the United Kingdom, but also my citizenship as an Australian citizen.
If you’re a British citizen, you can live in the UK, but if you’re an Australian, you’re ineligible for British citizenship.
This means that if I’m going to be a citizen of the UK and apply for British nationality, I have to be an Australian.
If I’m not, I’ll just be an American citizen who lives here.
If my children go to school in Britain, the school will have to change its name to reflect the fact that I’m an Australian with Australian citizenship.
I can’t just go home and not be an adult anymore, because my children will grow up knowing that I was a citizen before they even went to school.
When my wife and I moved from Australia to New Zealand, she had a big issue with the Australian passport.
She had to take it off her to be able to travel.
I just felt so guilty for the first time in my life.
My wife is an Australian by birth, but because she is not an Australian as a citizen, she does not have the same rights as a British national.
She was not a British subject when she was born in Australia, so she doesn’t have the full rights that we do.
I wanted to be Canadian so that my kids could be treated the same as all other children in the country.
But, as an American, I was born and raised in Canada, so I don’ t have the right to be treated like an Australian if I am an American and live here.
It’s not about being American.
It’ s about being an Australian and wanting to have a place in the world.
So, my family moved to Australia when I was 16, and we chose to live here because we thought it was the best choice for my children.
I love Australia, and I have great respect for the country, but it is just too much for me to feel comfortable living here.
The first time I saw the flag on a flight, I cried because I felt like I was on a different planet.
It feels like my life is over.
I know I am the only American in Australia.
We have so many people here, and our culture is so unique, and the people here are so welcoming and kind.
But for the last two years, the situation in America has been a little bit of a joke.
People here have become so suspicious of Americans that they feel the need to spy on us, even if it is for the purpose of stealing our data.
If we are caught doing something wrong, we are constantly asked to change our passwords, or we have to go through lengthy, complicated security reviews.
When I first moved to New York City in 2005, I got a job at an American company, and it was a nice job.
I got to wear suits and make $35,000 a year, and that was great, but in the end, I just didn’t feel comfortable.
I felt so isolated.
I had no friends and no job and no support system.
The only people who came to visit me were my mother and sister.
My mom is a nurse, my sister is a teacher and my brother is a mechanic.
When people asked me if I wanted a job, I would say, “I am just going to go back home and work from home.”
I was not getting a good job.
The last thing I needed was to feel like I am constantly being watched.
So I just decided to leave.
After the US elections, I started to feel more and more that I needed to leave America.
My children wanted to come to Australia and live there, but they could not because the laws were different here.
They would have to get a visa and go through a long process to get one.
The law was so complicated that I did not know if I would be able or able to go home.
I started looking at other options.
I was looking at all the places that I could go and work and my family was looking for a place to live and my wife was looking to