Brighton?

I'm no longer sure I belong in Brighton. I have been so happy and settled here but...

1. I've been getting homesick. I can't imagine moving back to Devon and won't (sorry Mum) but it's definitely proof that I'm struggling here.

2. I am working myself into the ground just to pay the rent. I can barely cover my rent let alone enjoy any of the money I earn and even if I earnt enough to enjoy it, I wouldn't have the time.

3. Broken friendships make things too painful to bear to the point where I'm avoiding any event where I may see them and am finding it increasingly difficult to go to church.

4. I'm a qualified first aider, I've done my RSM etc., I love it, yet I'm not allowed to go on duty here unless I get a diagnosis.

5. If I go back to Uni. here I'll be a year behind all of my friends.

I wish I could pack up my life and go somewhere new. I wish that when I first intermitted I'd followed my gut and applied to other Uni's. I miss feeling settled. I miss feeling loved and cared for. I miss feeling at home in this city.

It's been one of those days...

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