With A Sword At My Throat And The Cliff Behind Me...
I've been cleaning up my social media. I need a full time job with a company to sponsor me. My only other card is to get married to an American citizen. For all the wrong reasons I would have to marry a male. I should confess that I don't have a suitable woman in the wings either. I have one 'proposal', a Cuban American from Florida, from a hard core right leaning family. He shares those views. He has told me he wants to wash my ears out and refocus me, in the bedroom.
I have nine weeks before my visa expires, I have no prospects for legal full time employment. My skill set is not STEM or "Tech". A job maybe, but I have to get my work visa or residency. Back to getting married. I've approached my father and uncle. I need their permission to marry outside the 'society'. My Grandmother wants me married, period. No woman has ever married as old as I am.
The Devil you know, or social annihilation back in my country. I have to take my chances with a sword to my throat, and get an American passport.


