My Identity as a British person has been negated. I am no longer British. I have been cast adrift. No bloody vote. I don’t have a fucking Identity, other than taking my Husband’s country of Origin. Thankyou Jersey I have a passport.
How bloody awful for all the displaced people in this world, who can’t return to their birthplace, or actually feel it is home any longer. I never realised my anger was about my identity. Our Nationality is so part of our meta narrative it’s like part of me and my history has been suffocated with a pillow.
I have to say I have no Nationality now, but just given credentials by Jersey. I feel like something in me died earlier... however as I am writing this I feel liberated. I don’t want to be an angry stifled person, looking at what has been taken away. I need to look to what I will become.
England and the whole of my ancestry has just lost claim on my entitlement to my gene pool. They cut me off. They have become less for losing me.