philosophy

I'm 18. Who is waiting for me now? I'll leave, but it takes time.

And who needs you here with such an attitude towards the country? You'll take your education and a far-from-starving childhood with you... Maybe there just aren't enough people who would see you off to the train station, give you a one-way ticket, and a farewell... hmm... kiss, and then forget about you and not wait. Because here, the Motherland is bad, but for some reason, you don't want to leave this bad place. Probably because it will be even worse there...

P.S. And you don't distinguish between the concepts of "love for the Motherland and love for the state."