Originally I thought it would be such a blessing to have a support system when moving to a new country, and honestly I don’t know if I could have done it without the patience of those I came here with. However, part of me wonders what it would have been like to have a clean slate entirely. Not that they are judgmental, however you are still forced to maintain certain social roles that you had previous to coming.
Who would I have become otherwise?
I’ve been thinking life a lot lately. Probably over thinking about it when I should just be living it.
More and more, my life here begins to mirror my life at home. I put myself in a fairly specific series of circumstances with almost identical relationships because it feels comfortable; but to what end?
Less thinking, more painting to GirlTalk.
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