I Am An Immigrant

[c=#008099]Today I let myself weep with nostalgia. It's been something less than a year since I've been away from home. I feel like I'm not myself anymore. I have not spoken my language in days so all I can do is murmur when I'm alone and sing folk songs that I didn't even think I liked until recently. People here don't have the same sense of humour and communicating on a deeper level with someone is the hardest task. I feel like I'm the fool of the village. I feel like they see me as retarted. I have this bottle filled with sand from the beach near home, I sprinkle some in my hands and cry.[/c]

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4meAndyou · F

I know how you feel. I remember I moved to a distant state in the United States after I divorced. Nothing was the same. I didn't have friends there, and my family was very distant emotionally. I returned home for my son's wedding, and when I saw the autumn leaves and the beautiful hills of western Massachusetts, I realized just HOW homesick I really was, and I began to cry with the sense of returning home.

writhe · 26-30, F

@4meAndyou [c=#008099]I can feel that in my heart. Thanks for that comment.I hope everything got easier 💙[/c]

4meAndyou · F

@writhe It did. I had to move back home, and it was a horrific struggle to survive here...but I did.

writhe · 26-30, F

@4meAndyou [c=#008099]I'm glad![/c]

4meAndyou · F

@writhe Someday, you will find that your new home also lives in your heart...I know it.

writhe · 26-30, F

@4meAndyou 💙