Oh God, it’s like looking in a mirror!

My husband and I left it all behind to live abroad three months ago, and as soon as we settled in Thailand, all I wanted was to go home. We’ve gotten more used to it, but all the everyday things are still so hard — particularly with the three jobs I’m working to support all this — sometimes I just want to give up.

But I really worry about how much I’d regret it if I did. And I worry about going home and not being satisfied with getting back into a normal routine. After all, I was dying to get out before.

I haven’t quite gotten to this part yet in the blog, but I’m also working through it by writing. And I worry about all the people who are going to be pissed off that I’m complaining about living the dream.