One of the things I didn’t take into account when moving to a new country was loneliness.
Looking back, I think it had always been in my peripheral view. I saw posts on Facebook and articles about it, but I only skimmed them and never gave it much thought. It wasn’t something that was relatable to me.
When I did my master’s degree in the UK, my social life was colorful. I was hungry for experience, and so was everyone, it seemed. Meeting new people and forging friendships were not a problem; I have met and became very close friends with some people from this time, with friendships that I deeply cherish. That’s how loneliness escaped my dictionary.