Every time I lie

This is an anonymous story collected from the public as part of the Human Archive Project

I am an electrical engineer, but my agent tricked me into a ship cleaning job. There is too much work. Sometimes the bricks we are transporting fall on our backs. We eat dinner but we do not get lunchtime or tea breaks. Mine is a not rich country but it has a rich culture. Myanmar people are friendly. Things like water are free in my home. Here we have no money so we cannot buy it.  I love my mum so much, so I came here to work. When my mum calls me, I tell her everything is OK, I am not tired, everything is OK. Every time I lie.