Check out this touching heartfelt letter from a Russian immigrant in America, where he exposes his true feelings. He gave me his permission to post it. It contains a link to his photo too, so you can see that he's not a bad looking guy. If only more immigrants came out like this huh?
"Hi Winston,
Yes I was - thank you for asking. I also wanted to share a bit of the reaction I had after accidentally finding your site.
I read your 'happier abroad checklist', then looked at your photos and gallery of 'approachable faces' and I cried.
You see, I, myself am an immigrant - I came to america from the former soviet union when I was 9, and I never really fit in, in many of the ways you describe that you did not. I was always friendly, open, took interest in people, wanting to talk about meaningful things, etc, etc. I never got along with groups of people - people in groups always acted strange I though, very exclusive. I would always have a few friends (the weird ones) but those friends would often prefer the company and acceptance of their group to genuine interaction.
I spent a long time reminding myself that "It's not me, it's them", but I think over time I had started to forget. At some point I got into game and made some interesting and unpleasant discoveries - you can be friends with girls.. only if you seduce them. Otherwise, it's as if no one has any use or understanding what friendship means.
I've lived in NYC most of my life (though i've moved around just a bit), but it doesn't seem to be that much different regardless of the city. I'm currently in Boston, which seems to be a bit nicer.. but only because it has more college students that haven't been totally poisoned by american life.. yet.
For some reason, just as you said, I never thought things were different anywhere else. The though of leaving the country never even occurred to me - after all, everywhere but america is ruled by cannibalistic gestapo governments, right?
What's odd is that by most measures, I *should* be doing fine and living a 'full' life. I'm 30 years old, reasonable looking
http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6132/5929 ... d157_z.jpg , practice martial arts, own my own business, socially apt (this took practice) and am, more then anything else, someone who works very, very hard to be a good, descent, honorable human being.
The pickup artists say "become awesome, and people will be attracted to you".. but apparently you need to become awesome in a very specific way. I've gotten very good at making friends and connection and can get dates.. but still, it takes so much work and the people here.. they are wooden, stiff, and their eyes are empty. That is, unless they are foreigners. Then there is no effort required, things flow naturally and smoothly, just like you say, there is this feeling of real connection, like the person is present with you, and everything is great.
My best friend is French, two of my most enjoyable girlfriends have been Filipinas. Why then, has it never occurred to me to leave the country? Fear of the unknown and the subconsciously ingrained idea that this is the best of all possible places. The first one has to be fought on ones own.. but figuring out the second one, that I really have to thank you for.
So, I am planning my escape. I think I'll check out the Philippines first. Do you still live there?
Also, I'm a photographer - do you think I'd be able to put my skills to use there? If you are interested, you can check out my work at :
http://www.sashavolk.com/
Thanks again,
--Sasha"