I flew the coop when I was just eighteen years ahead of newborns. For an unidentified reason I was in rush to start life on my own, so I just did it…
10th June 2010 was a big day for little Tom. At that point he had never worked in his entire life and had been provided everything he needed by parents. Despite of being a sissy boy, he mustered some manly balls heavy enough to let him enroll to university in 1500 km away from his home and give it a shot. Fast forward 5 years and he declares it was the best decision in his so-far-short life…
Here I am. Five and half years spent on this great island with ever-lasting depressing weather where people ask how are you? instead of hi and where using indicators is as common as snow on the Sahara Desert. The luggage of experience and life lessons I had to learn to carry would have never been that big if I stayed in my home country being supported by my superiors.
Whether you are a youngster, a parent or a life veteran, living abroad can caught you off guard regardless of your experience. It’s like cornering yourself into a difficult situation that you need to get out from. It has plenty of advantages; you get to:
- quickly learn to handle stress and pressure
- fight for your own rights, read and protect yourself people who want to harm you
- step out of your comfort zone
- hear and learn language first-hand from native speakers
- view the World through eyes of those who praise other values in life than you
- make decisions on your own and see where they lead you
- discover cuisine, tradition and history rooted in another piece of our Rounded Land
- start to appreciate things you’ve always hated in your home country
- thus understand yourself and your own needs
- escape boring daily routine and expand your knowledge every time you walk outside (UK still keeps surprising me)
The list just goes on, so there is no point turning this entry into a book.
Yes, it is difficult. Yes, you will face plenty disappointments. Yes, you will want to return home and do it the easy way. That’s just life and being always happy is impossible. If someone tries to talk you into believing they’ve been living peaks and never valleys trust me it’s just a cover for their miserable life choices. To fall is to learn. We learn the most when we are flat on the ground. Therefore let failure into your life, lie down as much as you want, but remember when you finally get up you will be twice as strong.
Would you rather: do it, live your life to the fullest and broaden your personal horizons or not do it and keep regretting it and wondering what it would be like if you actually found the courage? What I am trying to say is: just fucking do it.