Fourteen years ago, I announced that I plan to study abroad to family and friends. Back then, I was 17 years old, and the thought of leaving Bulgaria was equally exciting and terrifying. In the beginning, no one took me seriously. Most of my friends laughed. Many of my high school teachers were amused. Even my parents thought it was crazy talk. While that was frustrating to hear, I could not blame them. My family could not support me financially. We never had the financial means even to travel internationally. Looking back, my English proficiency was not good enough. What was I thinking? The whole idea appeared to be doomed to fail. Couple that with how no one in my close circle of family and friends was college-educated, and you can see why people laughed. Yet, while everyone doubted me, I somehow knew that was the right thing to do and was determined to make it happen.
I’m literally thinking about leaving London, UK for a better place to start a family (Portugal/ Italy/ South Korea/ Singapore). I.e. voting with my feet 😅
Could relate a lot to what you’ve written!
I’m literally thinking about leaving London, UK for a better place to start a family (Portugal/ Italy/ South Korea/ Singapore). I.e. voting with my feet 😅