Truth behind moving to a new Country

Moving to a new country sounds fun and exciting but is it really? Is leaving all your past life and memories behind you fun? Leaving all your friends and valuable moments. Yet the worst part is that its not the friends or the loved ones you will miss. Its the person you were before you left because you will never be that person again.

Once you move there is not going back. Its an obvious thing to say yet there are days when I look back and realize that this is me now. This is how it will be no matter how much I wanted to change it. All you can change now is how you chose to live your life by only looking forward. Get your ass up and make it worth the while. Sometimes I feel as if this is all a dream. I close my eyes and imagine my old life, hoping that when I open my eyes, it would all come back. Yet it never does. Its just me and my dreams...

Of course moving to a new country opens new opportunities and new doors. But its hard to leave the old doors open without returning to close them. Since I moved here, I met so many new people with very different life perspectives and interests. Its amazing how fascinating it could be to explore different interests and hobbies that other people do without being stuck to one particular area. You know, the saddest part about moving is that all the promises made with friends is bullshit. You might think that your friendship is different but trust me it's not. I had a very close friend who was there for me every day for many years but now, we hardly talk. This is how it will go: At first you will call each other everyday, sharing new moments and discoveries with each other but as each day will pass, you both will be getting busier with your new lives and guess what? You will have no time left for talking. Yet its much worse when one of you begins to distance apart while the other is still there... waiting for the calls and the talks about the new discoveries that will never come, which trust me... hurts like hell. When you realize that your best friend, the one you though will be there till your last day is not there anymore. Not because of something you did. But because they simply can't handle long distance and instead of trying to fix it, they just stop talking. Stop answering your messages acting like they didn't see it. Stop asking you about your new life simple because they do not care. That hurts like shit.

Soon I began to realize that all my friends from before were different. It seemed real at the moment. All the fun memories that will never be taken away from me with all the happiness and anger. Yes there are people I still keep in contact with although very few. At the moment it seems real and true while they are all there. Laughing and smiling. Screaming and arguing.. it just seems so real... yet it's not. Its a picture you draw in your head. The picture of a perfect life. The one that hides the reality behind it because reality hurts. It hurts to realize that the people surrounding you are the ones who will never talk to you once you leave. The ones who will forget about your existence when you get on that plane. Of course you will text each other now and then but will it ever be like it was before? No it won't be. Never will be. The person I was in that country is the person I left behind when I moved. The person I will never be again.

I guess the best part about moving is that you begin to see people for who they really are and not how they present themselves. After being walked over, you begin to see fake people without having to even think about it. Although the most important thing is that trust becomes something special. Something no one deserves to discover apart from family. Do you think someone deserves to know you for the true you? Know your deepest secrets to the fuck you over? No one does. As said before "Laugh with many but don't trust any"

Furthermore, throughout my journey of moving to a new country I learned that no matter how hard I try, I will never find my old friends in someone new. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe we all need something new in our lives to keep us going. No one ever told me that moving on can be so hard. I guess the hardest thing about it is that you only have two choices:  Let feelings walk over you and destroy your future self and future plans or ignore them and move on with your life aiming for something new and big. Realizing that very little depends on my preferences I saw that life doesn't ask us what we want. It challenges us for something bigger and better each time, checking how far we can go.

Do not expect to have everything go as planned. Won't happen. Before I moved counties, I watched lots of Youtube videos giving advice on how to meet new people when moving counties, but it never helped. Different counties have different people with different intellects and trying to fit in with all just doesn't work. When I moved, everyone already been in a group of friends that they hanged out with and no matter how hard I tried to fit in, it was never good enough. Oh and you know what's worse? when hardly anyone speaks English.

The reality behind moving countries is that its not like it is in movies or books. Your life does not become a magical story where you meet new friends and everything is perfect. You do not meet the love of your life by dropping a load of book in a corridor and you do not succeed without sleepless nights and hard work. You need to work on it. You need to make sure that you keep up with your school/work life. Keep up with family stuff. Keep up with showing a good impression of yourself because no one wants to have negative thoughts about themselves in a new place. While still leaving time for personal life. Easy right?