It has been
a month since I came back from London and today I decided to write a post in
English so, if they want to, my friends that don’t know Portuguese can read it
as well.
The fact
that I’m writing this precisely one month after my return is not on purpose, it’s
just a coincidence. There is no hidden meaning in this post, just to be clear.
It’s not
easy to be back. It’s not easy to deal with all the feelings that I have
inside. It’s not easy to fake a smile. It’s not easy!
I haven’t
talked a lot about how I feel with this situation because it’s not easy and I
don’t feel very comfortable. I also have the feeling that people are not that
interested in listening to it.
Sometimes
it’s better to keep things to myself anyway.
I left
London and some friends there. I wanted to do so much more, to see a lot more
stuff, to live more. I didn’t do it for many reasons but, looking on the bright
side, there is a lot to do if and when I come back!
The people that I’ve met in London and that I
consider to be my friends will always have a special place in my heart even if
the feeling is not mutual (in some cases probably it isn’t). I really miss
them. It breaks my heart that I can’t knock on their doors and talk to them or
text them and meet somewhere in London.
They can’t imagine how I need them right now...
I don’t verbalize it a lot but I really miss you!
I won’t
list names because it could be unfair to someone and I don’t have the right to
expose anyone’s name. Just be sure that I care about you.
I hope we
can all meet again one day in London!
This one
year period in London was very special. One of the best years of my life and a very
cool story to tell my niece when she grows up. I just hope she can be proud of me somehow and
that she succeeds in everything I failed.
There have
been some days that I think that this London adventure was one of the biggest
mistakes I’ve ever done but, as I once said to someone about other event, if it
was a mistake it was one of the best mistakes I’ve ever done and I would do it all
over again!
I returned
to Portugal, to my family and friends. As I referred above, it hasn’t been easy.
I’m re-adjusting, returning to old habits and places.
My life is
in standby while I’m struggling to keep my shit together and put it again on
track.
I try every
day, I still have hope, and I need to keep believing it is possible to have a
better life.
I’m looking
for the next adventure, for the next chapter for this blog.