Updates (June 20, 2026)

So I did my thing over the last 42 years.

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I earned my keep.

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I made my mom proud which is the most important.

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But a problem with me is that I grew up sad and in despair in my teens. I am not happy here.

Neither is my brother.

My dad doesn’t care, my mother doesn’t care.

Basically the frequency here growing up is that SEA Vietnamese like my brother and me are ugly, invisible and dark in Canada.

That means I have to move back to Vietnam and mix out or stay in Muong Trau as probably I am the most mixed.

Because I am the most mixed and dark, that made me strong to fulfill the need to excel in the work I did.

Now time to come back to Vietnam.

My sisters are unaffected as they are women.

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If I leave with my brother, then we escape how ugly we look and unemployable we look in Canada and have healthy lives in Vietnam. Simple Math 101.

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Someone else will pick up my shovel here in Canada. I started something nice and unique, someone else can takeover.

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The worst part of living in Oshawa for me is the despair and hurt.

I am depressed all the time and the only outlet is working. But because I work and work and work I get fatter and its harder to stay happy. I have gotten uglier too because the combination of Oshawa, living 100% external, being First Peoples with some full South Vietnamese genetics, and the frequency here overall in Canada to treat and make us feel like garbage. Feels like we are dying a fast one now. Return to mother earth because am a First Peoples? I am starting to be unkept.

But in return we get some external work done.

But it has gotten too gluttony and we must just walk around all day in Vietnam to pass the time because the software products we create we really something.

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So back to Vietnam now.

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What do white Canadians think about in Canada when they get old and feel like me … tired, done and wanting to go back to mother nature???