I just realized that I'm not happy.
It's an amazing realization. I always love figuring out why I feel the way I feel.
The times when I'm happy is when I leave Korea and go travel. When I meet people, enjoy the warm sun and eat food that is not Korean.
The rest of the time I cope, I manage. Here, the little things make a difference from day to day.
I think I knew this, but not very consciously.
But now I get it. I don't belong here. I've been here for way too long. This has to be the last year here.
Even if my plans after this year don't work out, I'll have to get out.
I'm too young to be bitter and miserable. Seriously!!
Early next year I'll have finished paying off all my debt and I won't have this burden and responsibility weighing me down. I can afford to take off some time and go somewhere and do something that I truly enjoy.
I think I need a long vacation.
I've done a lot of work on myself here, and I've grown and found out a lot of things.
But, I need to do more and I feel held back here. The usefulness of the situation is gone. I need to be somewhere else so I can keep growing.