I know that I don't look like you think people from my country look like and my accent is not fucking Manolo's from some TV hotel, so you assume, and then apologise because, again "Oh! But we don't mean you"
The whole thing is disgusting.
It is not about £65 or £2000
It is about waking up next to my British husband, pregnant with my son, and seeing the Referendum Results and knowing, in that moment, that I had to either leave, stay with very uncertain rights, or become a "fake British", because my passport says so, but I am still not accepted as such. Now people say to me when I say I am British "but you are not though, where were you born? Where is your accent from?"
And how many of you get asked at work if you are volunteers? I happen to have volunteered for 10 years in other places but not at work. None of my colleagues get asked. I am a teacher FFS, how many teachers get asked that question? The children love me, I am more than qualified. I talk to them when they are sad, I tell them they can be whoever they put their little hearts into. They don't think I should be allowed to stay, they are grateful I came.
It fucking sucks. It is not the amount of money. That is just the cherry on top.