Hello my lovely blog
Since I've shared my pictures from May and June, I thought I'd summarize it a little :)
First week in Italy felt like a year.
I kid you not.
It felt like I had been there forever..
But once the first week passed it rolled on better.
I got into the routine.
Went to the beach alone.
Just chilled. even had some early mornings and felt so proud of myself. Thought I could keep it up, but nope hah
June got a little tough, since the girl that was working with me at the start got moved.
And I felt lonlier than ever.
But good thing is that the new workers arrived.
Which made it a little better, because, there was one who knew Swedish, and we got pretty close.
Also the month I met the guy who later would become my favorite person, aka, my boyfriend.
June went by and I was proud of myself for surviving a month.
I only had one meltdown that month, which is good haha.
I mean, meltdowns are never good, but I only had one, I could've had more, but I kept it together.
The reason I had a meltdown was because I felt so leftout..
And I hated the fact that I idn't understand anything and that no one had the patience to understand me.
Actually, when I thinkg about it, I had more than one meltdown.
I went to the beach at midnight and just cried my eyes out because the last worker who arrived was making me so frustrated and I needed to get away from her since she became my little tail.
It just got too much.
And no one understood the frustration because they wreren't the ones who had to have her behind all the time.
Anyways, I was proud I survived but I was scared of the coming months because I had no idea what waited and I just didn't want to feel alone or like a burden.
Also, I had no idea if I could keep it together and stay until the end of September.
The thought of shorten my contract was at the back of my head all the time!
Don't be afraid to explore