It was probably the hardest decision of my life to leave everything familiar behind.
For the past three years, working in a law firm helped me realize that I needed to follow my passion, without making up any ridiculous excuses. The post-Covid world wasn’t the same, but I knew I had to follow my dreams. The dream of living in London.
I don’t really know when all of that begin really, but I felt like it was always there. This fire to go and live in London. Maybe it all started when I started to read Jane Austen or maybe when I watched 19-century movies.
All I know for sure is that I wanted to have that experience, for once and for all.
My forever dream was to be a Fashion Journalist but then Covid was everywhere so I waited for a whole two years for my dream to come true. meeting all the requirements, all I need to do was to pass the IELTS exam. that’s where everything started to fall apart.
Taking the test 5 times made me realize that maybe that’s not the right path for me so I started to search for a new one. Being encouraged by my amazing mom to never let go of that dream, I found a 3-month internship in London in doing what I love most- WRITING.
Yes, well, it wasn’t fashion, but I still wanted to do it. I wanted to have that taste, that sense of what London really is and so I got accepted to the internship and I started to cover international education stories. I think that it was easy for me to relate since I was about to become an international student in London and the stories of the hardships didn’t seem unfamiliar.
The first week was the hardest. I felt lonely in a city that wasn’t my own but the friends I met here made me realize how strong I actually am. I learned (and still learning) to count on my self and to believe in my path.
It’s not easy, but I would never let go of that feeling inside. butterflies swim my stomach every time I walk in Oxford street, seeing the Big Ben or having a hot chocolate in a coffeeshop somewhere in the city.
The best part is getting lost. Never thought that I would be able to do that really. Getting lost. Without really realizing where i’m heading or what my plans are. But here I am. Ready to get lost in order to find myself.
