Immigrants come to a new country, or they are thrown into a foreign land, like people in the late 70’s trying to escape the Cambodian genocide, siblings were torn apart do to the quick process of immigration and they had to figure everything out on their own, far beyond what is obvious; these are the things immigrants feel self-conscious about. They alone have to figure out what opportunities or services are available to them, who are trustworthy, or what organizations are good for them. Coming to a country as an immigrant, you are already behind the eight ball, and you have to catch up to people who have been here their entire lives.