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I'm living in South Korea now. It has been 2.5 months.
I did something really stupid before I left, too.
I fell for someone. Hard.
It's probably the dumbest thing I've ever done in my life, but it couldn't be helped.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that it sucks.
I feel even more alone without him. At home, I was feeling betrayed and lonely, wishing to come here just so I could start living. Ever since the discovery of my father's affair, I felt like some alien in my own home--unwanted and the root of the problems.
Then I met him.
I forgot all about being lonely.
But it was a cruel thing to do to myself.
I'm sorry, self.
Just believe that your conversations about reuniting when you return were true and not just a means to placate a silly girl with puppy dog eyes.
I did something really stupid before I left, too.
I fell for someone. Hard.
It's probably the dumbest thing I've ever done in my life, but it couldn't be helped.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that it sucks.
I feel even more alone without him. At home, I was feeling betrayed and lonely, wishing to come here just so I could start living. Ever since the discovery of my father's affair, I felt like some alien in my own home--unwanted and the root of the problems.
Then I met him.
I forgot all about being lonely.
But it was a cruel thing to do to myself.
I'm sorry, self.
Just believe that your conversations about reuniting when you return were true and not just a means to placate a silly girl with puppy dog eyes.