I had never planned on sharing this story, for many reasons. But I realised I would be doing a big disservice to my debut album and my art if I’m not honest.  This is the real story of my life as an immigrant kid, and it mirrors the reality of many immigrant children and first generation immigrants across the UK. I saw a post a couple of days ago by Jessica Jocelyn which said “I used to wish I could stay asleep and be with my dreams. Now, being awake is better and I couldn’t be prouder to say that.” It resonated with me so deeply. I started reflecting on the long period of my life, during my childhood and teen years, where I used to live my life in my head to escape my reality.  There’s a term for it now; maladaptive day-dreaming. I ruminated on why maladaptive day-dreaming was my normal state of being at the time, and this led me to start typing and I couldn’t stop.