Former refugee camp kid and immigrant here. Now we have a completely different problem to address. Namely, the instinctual rejection of the unknown by a homogeneous mass of people. The different is scary as fudge. And it is also a threat to a pre-existing social model. There is this ingrained belief in a struggle of ethnicities. We still battle for territory, reproductive material, food, though we may not acknowledge it or even realize it. The problem is the following. We are the unknown for the autochthonous population. But we can also get rejected by our own ethnicity in the new land. Simply because other members of our ethnicity want to integrate so huddling in little groups creates more resistance from the autochthonous population.
We are stuck in an atemporal state. We are not part of our own nation anymore. We do not evolve alongside it. We are not part of the new nation because as much as we wish to integrate, we cannot shake off (and do not want, thank you very much) the basis our first years were based on. You bend the tree while it is young, as we say back home.
We go to the net to find people who are like us. And we find them. Easily. And then we feel better, we feel accepted, we feel supported. And very sad, and very empty, at the idea that we are dependent of strangers who live on the other side of the planet.