Becoming an expat was a culture shock, I felt isolated and yes depression was part and parcel of trying to fit in and work out who I was, where I was going and how to cope.
I truly put on a brave face to my family and friends, and mostly to all the new people I met. I had always had a place amongst my friends at home, but in my new environment surrounded by people from all cultures, countries and walks of life I was lost, all I wanted to do was keep my little family unit safe and together until we found our feet.
When we arrived back at home, I was overjoyed to be back with family and friends, in my element to be in the environment I loved the most and to have all the cultural comforts that I had so longed to have for the years we were away.
Now, being back for 6 months I reminisce about the things back in my expat life that I miss. And there are quite a few. Continue reading
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