This is an anonymous story collected from the public as part of the Human Archive Project
When I first came to this country I felt dizzy and hungry while waiting at the airport for someone to fetch me. I was so nervous. After that, I bought a coffee, and I was in shock; it was so small but it cost so much. During my stay at my employer’s house, I did not have enough rest and food. They kept my phone, and there was no way for me to communicate with my family. When I ate, the daughter of my family told me I ate too much while I was only eating bread and worked very hard.