I remember being alone and crying on some occassions while sitting on the cold floor. I still didn't have my working visa then so I had to stay at home while Hubby went to work. The house was very big and empty (except for a bed and a fridge). It was always very quiet. I had no one to talk to.
I remember asking myself why I'm here and sitting on the floor when I had a chair to sit on in Cebu? I think it's normal for every expat who's just starting to settle in a new place to feel this way in the beginning. But at the time I thought it was a very sad experience being far from the comforts of home.
I remember asking myself why I'm here and sitting on the floor when I had a chair to sit on in Cebu? I think it's normal for every expat who's just starting to settle in a new place to feel this way in the beginning. But at the time I thought it was a very sad experience being far from the comforts of home.
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