Moving to Belgium

If you've been at all interested in reading this blog, you'll remember my blog on Belgium and it's excellence in chocolates and beers.

Well, I'm on the move again. In October of this year I'll moving to Belgium to move in with my parents (a little sad I know) and my over developed and progressively more handsome younger brother.

I haven't seen any of them in 6 or 7 months, it's certainly going to be an eye-opener! I'm just a little pathetic and unable to cope without having them a few doors/streets/moments away. I've found that I'm unable to handle living without so little emotional support, I'd have probably stayed if I'd been dating some Swede, but I haven't found one and so I'm going back home.
Where I will hopefully find some work and then be able to have some independence. I'm not giving up my emacipation by moving back in with them, but I will get the benefits of having on hand my emotional crutches. Yes, I know I'm weak and pathetic and doing a disservice to ALL of the women of my generation who CAN live without someone in there lives to love and cherish.
To all the feminist out there, I HUMBLY apologise and had I been a stronger person I doubt I would find myself so "family" sick. Oh well, got to learn to live with my own limitations, right??
Otherwise I would be very immodest, and idiotic enough to stay for the approaching nervous breakdown. Thank goodness I'm not that stupid!
Although it's doubtful!
Anyway, I love Sweden and hope to return even if it's only for a vacation now and again. I've made too many friends here to give them up completely, and now have an even larger "adopted" family. Yes I consider all my closest friends as part of an over extented adopted family. Maybe I'm weird but the medication is working that well.... :D
That's all I'm going to say right now. Over and out

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