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I had a hope. Maybe not strong, but I had it.

I've dreamed about making first step of going back to the country where being different doesn't mean being 'bad'. And now I'm afraid...

I'm afraid that if I get pregnant and something wrong happen, I'll go to the jail accused of abortion. I'm afraid that no doctor will try experimental therapy or do prenatal tests because he'll be afraid of going to the jail. I'm afraid that my LGBT friends will have even harder life than now. I'm afraid that my African neighbors can be attacked some day at the front of their home. I'm afraid that instead of having stable rent after working hard for my whole life I'll starve when I'm old. And sometimes I'm so happy that I don't have children and I don't need to be afraid about their future. I'm afraid that we won't handle climate change and children thought at school that it's good that it's warmer because house heating will be cheaper won't grow into responsible adults. I'm afraid that all this hate and divisions will grow into our souls and we won't be able to live together. I'm afraid that we're going straight to dictatorship. I'm afraid that our Catholic Church totally forgot what means to be a "Christian" and is using it's power just for having money and more power. I'm afraid that economical status of my country is diving into void and even deeper.

And I'm afraid that there is no one really strong to stop that...