It's ridiculous how my brothers think that when I move to Canada everything will be very easy, that I won't work and that my husband will pay for everything. Moving to another country is going to be one of the hardest things I'm going to do in my life, I'm lucky to have Guizzy who supports me in everything but that doesn't mean I won't work. I have to learn a new language, adapt to the customs and people there, go back to school to be able to work in what I really love and then look for a job. Not everything is as easy as they think, I have to give up many things like my language or my food, it's not that easy