Which one do you prefer — the pain of staying where you are or the pain of growing?
It’s been almost four years since I moved away from my hometown. It’s difficult to even start writing about it. Where do I start? Life changes so quickly these days and I often wonder whether that’s a good thing or not.
I just recently started feeling like I’ve finally acclimated to my new surroundings. Working in the city, going out more, traveling, making new friends. Moving on feels good and feels like healing most days but I can’t help but feel like I’m also losing a lot as I move forward. I miss my old self, my old life, my old home, and my old friends, but oh god, I love who I’ve become and I’m so excited for what’s to come.