Cycling between false optimism of the "It's not so bad, I can always do this over the summer" with increasing desperation and hopelessness of being trapped in a gilded cage.

Most people would kill for their companies to be sponsoring their visa. I am just so burnt out. I need a vacation. I need to go home.

The tears won't stop flowing when I'm alone but there's no one who can help. Nothing anyone can do.