Please let me speak out from my extremely personal / convenient point of view for this one time as I can’t get out of this sadness after the result of Scottish Referendum. I believe there are ways to look at things in an optimistic way, but I feel I have to get my feeling out first.
I came to Scotland, escaping from the hard reality facing me in Japan. It was the reality on many levels, all of which I was (and am) never able to change.
I might have idealized Scotland too much as you might guess how I ended up with loving this place. In my mind, Scotland is always the place for being punk, where people come and do something new. It is the place where there are more people who eat fear and loathing into their digesting system and create something great. People are mighty enough to chuck away both good and bad for the sake of making everything better. They are clever and wise enough to see it will be a long way to go but are brave and tough enough to start from a scratch and build things up.
I believed Scotland would decide Yes. I believed Scotland would be independent.
Solely for my convenience, I wanted Yes as I thought it would make my life easier visa-wise. UK Border has been giving people like me such a hard time and I am never sure if I can extend my visa under the Westminster control. If Scotland takes control of immigration issue, I thought they would be more understanding than UK Border.
Some say there is a very good chance to have another referendum. Or, it is already a great achievement that Scotland made it clear that there are 45% people who want to be independent. I totally agree. I believe there will be another referendum in 10 years time, for example. But that is not soon enough for me. I needed Scottish Independence this time, not in the future. My visa renewal is in less than 3 years time, and I cannot be hanging around here without any jobs that pay me in pounds.
There you go. I said it. I hope I feel better and I can move on. Just like Yes people, I need to find a next step. Actually, I cannot be defeated by the harsh reality. It seems it was a good thing after all to let my feeling out. I think I might be able to move on, just like I said in the beginning.