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7 weeks have passed, and yet again I forgot to write in my journal. In Spain, it was so easy to write everyday, if not more. However, it is almost impossible for me to do it here. I had so much to say while I was abroad and so much time to write it in. I was scared, lonely, excited, sad, happy, nervous, embarrased and so much more. It was an overwhelming experience to say the least, but it was well worth it.
Now I'm home, and loving every minute of it. I can't explain the joy and calmness that surrounds me being in an enviornment that I know, love and have come to know as my home. I feel safe here and have a sense of well-being and belonging. I know the language, I know the customs, the people, and I can eat what I want when I want it. I have people who i love and love me, and my family is just a phone call away when I need it (or a 2 hour plane ride).
I'm also calm because of medication, but that's another story.
My classes are going well, I have lot's of reading to not do, and lot's of papers to write at the last minute. I'm trying to join more clubs and remain active in the old ones. I want to join the world club and meet the international students and UVM and perhaps extend a welcome hand. I now know what it is like to be lost in an unknown world, where everything is foreign.
This past summer has also been important for me because I fully came out to both my cousins Carrie and Jill. I can't believe I did it, I can't believe it happened and I feel so much better. It is such a relief to have two of the most important people in my life know who I really am and truly accept it. They are there for me and support me and only want the best for me. It was wonderful to go home this summer and tell Carrie about my life in Vermont, and my aspirations for the future, and who I think is "hot" walking down the street. And after telling Jill a few weeks ago, I am now able to fully let her into my life. Now it's just everyone else in my life. However, I don't think I can ever tell my dad.
And David, if you read this, I think we should have an actual conversation about our lives sometime soon!!! No ignoring it, damn it!
And... there is so much more. Oh well, I must actually write in this thing on a regular basis.
And I believe in Aliens. Roswell is real.
Viva los aliens
Now I'm home, and loving every minute of it. I can't explain the joy and calmness that surrounds me being in an enviornment that I know, love and have come to know as my home. I feel safe here and have a sense of well-being and belonging. I know the language, I know the customs, the people, and I can eat what I want when I want it. I have people who i love and love me, and my family is just a phone call away when I need it (or a 2 hour plane ride).
I'm also calm because of medication, but that's another story.
My classes are going well, I have lot's of reading to not do, and lot's of papers to write at the last minute. I'm trying to join more clubs and remain active in the old ones. I want to join the world club and meet the international students and UVM and perhaps extend a welcome hand. I now know what it is like to be lost in an unknown world, where everything is foreign.
This past summer has also been important for me because I fully came out to both my cousins Carrie and Jill. I can't believe I did it, I can't believe it happened and I feel so much better. It is such a relief to have two of the most important people in my life know who I really am and truly accept it. They are there for me and support me and only want the best for me. It was wonderful to go home this summer and tell Carrie about my life in Vermont, and my aspirations for the future, and who I think is "hot" walking down the street. And after telling Jill a few weeks ago, I am now able to fully let her into my life. Now it's just everyone else in my life. However, I don't think I can ever tell my dad.
And David, if you read this, I think we should have an actual conversation about our lives sometime soon!!! No ignoring it, damn it!
And... there is so much more. Oh well, I must actually write in this thing on a regular basis.
And I believe in Aliens. Roswell is real.
Viva los aliens