I just turned 17 today, I live in Italy but I was born in another country. I live with my mom since my parents are divorced. Anyway, my biggest dream is to move to the USA. I've always loved that country and my biggest passion in life is american football which I play here in Italy, I'm a hip hop head and in love with old school west coast hip hop. I had an uncle who used to work in the USA until a couple of months ago he decided to move to another country. He even paid for my trip last year and invited me to his house in California for a week. It was amazing. I really loved everything: people chillin in the neighborhood, kids playin, warm weather, everything was good, it just felt right. I also went to him on the road since he's also a truck driver and absolutely loved it, I could see myself working with him. But, as always, my "luck" kicked me in the face and so right now I don't have any chance of moving there because you either have to marry an american woman (I don't want an arranged marriage, I still believe in real love so I will not arrange a marriage just for a green card), the other option would be the lottery, which is pretty impossible since there are 70 million people in Italy and you need to at least have a diploma and a lot of money in your bank account which I don't. The other option would be to be a worker so skilled that you rarely find in the USA, some kind of genius or doctor who found the cure of cancer, which I'm not. So I'm stuck in this country, where everyone is close minded and always try to put people like me down who have (or at least had) dreams of a new life, where they didn't hate everything around them. I wouldn't mind dying, seriously, I believe everyone should have a goal in their life <Mod Edit, WildCherry>. My goal was humble, in my opinion: I just wanted to have a roof over my head and food on the table, live in the USA, and watch the sunset (I fell in love with California's sunsets when I was there). I rather be broke in the USA than rich in Italy, I'd give all my money and my life to be there but that just seems impossible. And please, don't say "oh don't worry America is not that great". I've been there, and since I'm usually a depressed guy, those were the happiest days of my life where I didn't have a single dark thought, which I had in every other country I visited (France, Germany, England, Ireland, and Italy, where I live). It might not be the best for everybody but it would've been the best for me. I just feel so hopeless, I hate that I can't pursue my dream just because I wasn't born in the USA ..Anyway, I wish everyone a good day and thanks for reading my post.