How to Make the Most of Your Time Abroad // Through Tears and Triumphs

Moving abroad can be exciting, fun and will most certainly change your life forever, but that doesn’t mean that there won’t be trials and tribulations along the way.

When I first left the U.S.A. to travel and eventually live in Germany, I was excited, but also a little scared.

Who would I hang out with? Would I ever really know the language or would I always be in the shadows listening, but never participating?

I overcame my struggles in Germany and ended up having the time of my life. Even though there was tons of drama and days where I cried and just wanted to be alone, most of the time I pinched myself, because I couldn’t believe that I was able to live this AMAZING life.

So, naturally, I thought it would be the same when I moved to Australia to be with my partner. Sure, it would be hard, because of the new culture, the climate (hello, 110 degree summers!) and the fact that I was basically moving in with a person that I, if I’m completely honest, barely knew.

BUUUUUT..

I thought that all of that would be overshadowed by the fact that I was living in a vacation paradise that many can only dream to visit one day. Every day would be margaritas and sunscreen with the occasional “real-life” dilemma.

I think you already can tell by the way this is going that I was completely and utterly wrong. Like, I don’t know if I could have been any more off the mark.

That’s part of the reason that I started writing in this blog again: I needed a way to get all of these crazy thoughts and feelings out of my head and onto somewhere that I could hide them away until I was emotionally ready to dig through them again. There was also the chance that there would be another person on the other end of the world that is going through, has gone through, or will be going through the same thing and we can HELP EACH OTHER OUT! Because I can literally not do this alone.

This is what this post is about: me, not being able to do this thing alone.

When I first got here, my whole thought process was “you made this decision and if you don’t like it, tuff titties.” There was no way I was going to let Australia break me and “win”.

Truth is, I didnt learn to love Australia all on my own through sheer F*cking will.

I had help.

This is what Matt and I started doing to make this huge decision and what, sometimes feels like a mistake, work for us.

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