Homesickness

Homesickness is not a good feeling. I crave comfort. I’ve been challenging myself so much, that now I just want something easy—something to fall into my lap. I think that’s a lot to ask for… Visiting my sister in Barcelona was such a beautiful time. It was simple, carefree. It made me crave that sensation I get when I’m back home, within my comfort zone. I need to remember that I’m only thinking of the positive things at home—I’m disregarding the cramped feeling that I feel when I’m there—the feeling of walking in circles. Regardless, I long for stability. I want something constant in my life. Right now the only thing constant is change… in life, the only thing constant is change. I long for someone to stay in my life for longer than a couple of days… recently I’ve been having people dip in and out of my life. I’ve had visitors come stay, bringing me comfort, only to have them leave shortly after… it’s draining to be constantly saying painful goodbyes. Everything is temporary, as I’ve stated before, but it’s so difficult to cope with sometimes.  Sorry for the burdening words, but it’s honesty. I never thought this would be easy anyway…