Yeah, I know.
I've been here for over a year, I have no friends, I feel lonely all the time, I miss Morgan like crazy, and I'm not sure I'm in a job I want to be.
If I went back to UK, I'd have Morgan, I'd be close to my family; my brother, my sister in law, my dad, my cousins, my aunt, my other grandparents. I'd have my old friends back, and there are a couple I've been speaking to online who know my brother who sound really cool, and who want to meet me.
My plan is to work fulltime until I can start college next september, then go to college, take some animal courses. Maybe a grooming course or animal science, and have a part time job. Save up as much as I can, then get a full time job, and live somewhere with Morgan.
I wanna travel, I want to have a dog. (Trust me, I've made sure there are Toller breeders in UK. There is one in Suffolk, just south of Norfolk, which is where I'm going.)
Call me crazy, or maybe not. It is my home afterall. Why be here, lonely and empty, when I could be there surrounded by people I love, my family, friends, and Most importantly Morgan.
At least I can say I've tried living here, I tried it. Now I wont ever need to wonder.
Yes he was going to move here, but he's been having difficulty, he's finding it hard. And thats totally understandable. I can't expect him to move here, leave his friends and family behind, its just not going to work.
At the end of the day, in the future, we can always come back here.
Yeah I'll miss it loads, I expect. I expect I'll go back there and cry about it, but I'll be with Morgan. I can't even imagine anything more blissful. Just to hold him again.
I'll miss my Grandparents, I'll probably miss the girls I work with, and I'll miss Canada in general. But thats about it.
So, there you have it. I'm going home, home. Where I can be proud to be English, where I can have gorgeous fish and chips... yummmy.
I'm scared as anything, especially telling my boss. But I have to do what I think is gunna make me happy.
I've been here for over a year, I have no friends, I feel lonely all the time, I miss Morgan like crazy, and I'm not sure I'm in a job I want to be.
If I went back to UK, I'd have Morgan, I'd be close to my family; my brother, my sister in law, my dad, my cousins, my aunt, my other grandparents. I'd have my old friends back, and there are a couple I've been speaking to online who know my brother who sound really cool, and who want to meet me.
My plan is to work fulltime until I can start college next september, then go to college, take some animal courses. Maybe a grooming course or animal science, and have a part time job. Save up as much as I can, then get a full time job, and live somewhere with Morgan.
I wanna travel, I want to have a dog. (Trust me, I've made sure there are Toller breeders in UK. There is one in Suffolk, just south of Norfolk, which is where I'm going.)
Call me crazy, or maybe not. It is my home afterall. Why be here, lonely and empty, when I could be there surrounded by people I love, my family, friends, and Most importantly Morgan.
At least I can say I've tried living here, I tried it. Now I wont ever need to wonder.
Yes he was going to move here, but he's been having difficulty, he's finding it hard. And thats totally understandable. I can't expect him to move here, leave his friends and family behind, its just not going to work.
At the end of the day, in the future, we can always come back here.
Yeah I'll miss it loads, I expect. I expect I'll go back there and cry about it, but I'll be with Morgan. I can't even imagine anything more blissful. Just to hold him again.
I'll miss my Grandparents, I'll probably miss the girls I work with, and I'll miss Canada in general. But thats about it.
So, there you have it. I'm going home, home. Where I can be proud to be English, where I can have gorgeous fish and chips... yummmy.
I'm scared as anything, especially telling my boss. But I have to do what I think is gunna make me happy.
