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27th of February. That's the day I'm going to Ireland.
I just booked my flight.
Oh my God, I'm REALLY going to Ireland!
My mum is freaking out BIG TIME. She's really nervous and she's thinking about all the bad stuff that could happen to us (my sister and I) when we get there. She thinks it's all a scam or something, but I've talked (a lot) with these people and they're really nice. I just wish my mother wasn't so scared of this whole thing, seeing her like this makes me sad and gives me anxiety. I know we are her little girls, that she still sees us as babies and that she's not young anymore and somehow the world scares her, but I can't live like that. I hate this situation because I love her, we're pretty close and seeing her like this hurts too much.
I have almost a month to convince her this is a great opportunity, and what's more important, something that I WANT to do.
I just booked my flight.
Oh my God, I'm REALLY going to Ireland!
My mum is freaking out BIG TIME. She's really nervous and she's thinking about all the bad stuff that could happen to us (my sister and I) when we get there. She thinks it's all a scam or something, but I've talked (a lot) with these people and they're really nice. I just wish my mother wasn't so scared of this whole thing, seeing her like this makes me sad and gives me anxiety. I know we are her little girls, that she still sees us as babies and that she's not young anymore and somehow the world scares her, but I can't live like that. I hate this situation because I love her, we're pretty close and seeing her like this hurts too much.
I have almost a month to convince her this is a great opportunity, and what's more important, something that I WANT to do.