Where I've been that's no longer where I am...
Wow. I never thought transitioning from Jamaica back to the US would be so hard. But, my friends, I have been struggling! Most of my good friends that I had when I was at school have moved away, my family dynamics have changed drastically over the last 2.5 years, I haven't been able to get a job (do I blame the economy for that?), and I am struggling with personal relationships (where did all the people who cared about issues and others go?!).
Sometimes I feel very overwhelmed by my circumstance (can I pay rent? will I ever feel comfortable around people? will I ever have a job that I love? will I ever fall in love?). But then I remember to breath. In a n d out. I have been home for three months. I can't expect everything to fall into place immediately. Sometimes I just feel like I will never see that light at the end of the tunnel. But as the old adage goes: "This too shall pass".
How about all of you? Have you ever had a time when you didn't know when the pain/hardship would end? How did you deal with it? What was the outcome?