I’m about to embark on my own journey as an expat. I’ll be living in Paris with my EU husband.
I speak good French and having lived in France twice before for 9-mo stints each, I am familiar enough with French culture to empathize with the negative and positive critiques that people share on this subreddit. In other words, I know what to expect.
Nonetheless I am still nervous about the move; fitting in, finding a community, finding my tribe. I’m nervous about feeling like I’ve made a colossal mistake to sell everything and move here.
The truth is is that reading this subreddit does not make me féel very optimistic. I read posts lamenting the move abroad, the regrets you have, the challenge adapting, and none of which are unwarranted! I get it Expat life is difficult!
……But my question is…is there anyone here who is happy with their decision to have moved abroad?
While I celebrate the moments of happiness frequently, as a disabled MST PTSD survivor I have concluded I am not the plant which needs firm roots. I go where “go” and chance takes me.
It’s taken me through so much. Totally would elaborate but too much space here.
No matter what ailment, disorder, fame, affliction (same), WE are an effing Tough species. Well, you youth…need more helmets.