Say the words ‘Asylum Seeker’, and you’re likely to get a reaction. Whether it’s provocative disdain, alarmist fear, sympathetic sadness, or perhaps, worst of all, a kind of blank numbness … the label is one that conjures up many things to many people. But the problem, the ‘group’ is so big, the situation so complex, spanning multiple countries, cultures, religions, ages and races, that it’s almost impossible to get your head around what it actually must be like to have that label hanging over you; what it must be like when it’s your story. Today, I’m grateful to say, I had that opportunity.
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