02 Şubat 2017, Perşembe
saat: 03:11
My phone feels like a bomb – constant dings let me know each new horrifying headline. There is another legislation on H1B visas now. It's here, and no one knows if it will affect the higher education but it is here. I feel bad. I've already signed the contract, what is going to happen now?
I e-mailed my department chair to ask her if she will help me with the immigration control if I have to leave and I can't get back into the country. I'm ashamed but she’s the only person I feel like I can ask. She immediately replied and said, “B., there's nothing to think about, of course I will help if it comes to that. And please don’t apologize to me, I'm sorry this is even something you have to consider. Please just let me know what it is I can do to help and I'll be there.”
It's still a slight possibility (ah! The guilty relief in "they haven't come for me yet!") but I might have to choose between my career and seeing my parents for the next four years (at least). The days after I heard that I got the job, colored with the joy and elation I felt, seem like a distant memory now.
