One Year. One Experience. One Life. I've been in "adventure" for quite a while, 10 months, today in exactly one month I go back to my old life, leaving friends, family and a life style behind, once again leaving something. I have the feeling I'm running away but from what, I love this place, I love how I am, who I am, and how this world changed mine.
There is a rain of feelings and emotions I can't really control, over excited me, super depression, love, happiness, the wants of crying a river, and the idea of being in my parents arms once again but not being in my boyfriends. I'm scared, of being forgotten in this land where I just started to build something, I'm scared, of coming back to something old for the new me, I'm scared, of loosing my mind trying to do the right thing. I'm happy to be back home, where the food is awesome, and where my childhood lays, where my friends welcome me back and where I can role the "RRR" while speaking, I'm happy, that I got to live this experience (no words), I'm happy that I got a chance to build friendships and to answer my main doubt (Who am I?).
I'm coming back to something old, in my new me. A new experience, and full of curiosity. But I'm extremely thankful for all those here, that made me believe I'm worth it, and I'm different, but different feels good ;).
- Luisa Alcocer
