It's been a long way here, and miles more to go. I started off my adult life as a refugee, having a sleepover everyday with 10 people in a house out of which 4 people slept in the same room. The next promotion was living with 7 people in a condo, then down to 2 people in a shabby basement apartment behind a lemonade shop that had no windows at all, before I moved into my last apartment that had a window to my room that would open to a guy's balcony and he would always get a free show of my legs while sipping beer. After I graduated and moved out of Chicago. I stayed with my boyfriend (now Husband) in Michigan, while I was searching for a job. Then I moved to Ohio for my new job as a Firmware Developer. After saving my salary for 1 year, I was finally able to move to my own 1 Bed Room Apartment in Cleveland, bought a car with my own money and now spend peaceful days at home after coming back from work. When I sit and look back at what I have gone through, it almost feel...