Me, Myself and I
Living a life away from everything and everyone you know is very stressful. You feel like you’ve got nowhere to run to and no one to turn to. Yes, we meet new people but then I don’t think it will ever match up to what I had back home.
Every single waking day, there is this pressure that you need to consciously and with all effort to get accustomed and familiar with everything as quick as you can. Meet new people. Try new things. Go to new places. It is tiring. It is a painful task. Adapting is never easy. It takes time. It takes patience. And, it takes an open mind and an open heart. But in the midst of all these changes, somehow (I don’t really know how), we get lost along the way. We stumble,we trip, we fall and wake up to the shocking reality that…
“Oops.I forgot about me.”
I’ve been in Finland for 4 months now and all I’ve been thinking of is change, adaptation, moving forward and creating an entire new chapter of my life. I’ve been so busy thinking of ways to become busy, to forget, to overcome the loneliness (that has oftentimes gotten into me), and to create several plans and steps to achieve happiness. Being so engrossed in finding ways to achieve that goal, I lost myself.
I never asked myself how I really was.
