The past few weeks have flown by in a blur; I feel as if I’ve been at University this whole time and yet my ‘move in’ day seems like it was only yesterday. I think because I’ve kept myself busy I haven’t had much time to just stop and think about things, so these past couple of days I’ve been doing just that; thinking.
I’ve been thinking about my friends back in London, my family, where I used to live, and although Nottingham now feels like home, I can’t help but miss everyone. I think homesickness hits everyone at some point, in the moments where you’re by yourself and you have the chance to stop and reminisce about everything. Or when an old friend posts a photo with some new people that you haven’t even met. You begin to feel very separate from everything.
For me, it’s weird not to know what my brother and sister are doing every day, not being able to pick them up from school or see them every evening…I think I even miss babysitting them. It’s difficult moving away, and although I love Nottingham and I’m really enjoying University, I feel as if a part of me is missing.
In times where I start to miss my friends and family I turn to some of the people I’ve met at University, who help me feel like myself again, and remind me why I love this place so much. They stop me from feeling alone or isolated, I’d like to think that I do the same thing for them.
Someone special told me the other day that they think of moving to University as a new life, and honestly it really is. It’s different, and hard, and sometimes upsetting, but you meet the most amazing people and discover wonderful things, things you wouldn’t have known about if you’d stayed in your ‘old life’.
You have to be brave and try new things, and sometimes that means moving away from the people you love, but in the end it’s worth it because you get the chance of starting a new life.