Moving to England has been the hardest thing I have ever done in my short life. On the 16th of September 2017 I made a big step and moved to Leicester. When I booked my apartment back in February 2017, I was happy about moving and starting another chapter in my life but since it was quite a while until I move, I never really thought about i. Three weeks before moving across the sea is when it actually started to hit me; I’m moving countries ON MY OWN. I always thought I’d be living with my parents until I was in my mid-twenties. But here I am; 19 and ready to move.
Moving is always hard; packing and leaving both good and bad memories behind. But that was the next stage of my life; to become independent. I managed to pack my whole life within four cardboard boxes and two suitcases. But I am used to change since I’ve already moved countries once; Poland to Northern Ireland. But right then, it was my turn to move away on my own. No parents. No rules. Just me. My dad came with me for the first three days so that I could settle in which was very helpful for me, but I got a little homesick when he left.
Was I scared? Of course. I was moving to a different country by myself and I was emotionally and mentally NOT prepared.
Was I excited? Yes. The excitement came when I started thinking about meeting new people, being responsible for myself and create memories that I will cherish all my life.
The whole thought of moving on my own is something that scared me the most. But you have to take risks in life. Start when you’re still young as you’ll look back at yourself in 10 years and regret everything you DIDN’T try or do when you had the chance to. I don’t know where life will take me next; but what I am sure of is that I will not stay in England my whole life.
This is something I wrote in my journal a month after moving to England:“I am still getting used to the whole experience; cooking for myself, doing all my shopping, washing. I call my parents asking silly questions that I should know; but I don't. I honestly cannot explain how grateful I am for all the support I have received from my parents, close family and friends. I have to admit it was hard. Moving and becoming independent. I'm still learning; but I believe that this will be one of the best experiences in my life.I'm not going to lie; I got homesick. I had a little breakdown where I wanted to go back home. To my family. My puppy. But that's okay. I got through it. And if you're in the same position; it is okay to cry and feel homesick. Just don't overthink it and don't make sudden decisions as you won't achieve anything in life if you make rapid decisions.”