Last week I needed to take a really difficult decision, and today's post is about it.
Sometimes it's really difficult to choose between your friends and yourself. Last week I needed to, and it was really difficult, but believe me; sometimes it's better to choose for yourself and just don't care about questions and misunderstandings for a moment.
We where just about to leave abroad with school for a week and I found out how much I looked dread. I have been crying for an hour because I just didn't know what to do. Then my mother and I decided that it would be better for me to just stay home, because the step would be to big for me now.
Taking the decision was really difficult for me but I think it was the best decision I could have taken on that moment.
Of course it was difficult for me when my friends sent me pictures and told me how much fun they had, but I think that when I could do it over I maybe still would've stayed home.
I found out that I wasn't the only one that looked dread leaving, and I think that if I would've talked more with my friends about the fact that I didn't want to go, then I maybe would've got it off my chest and maybe I would've made an other decision.
At the end of the day I'm still happy with the fact that I decided to stay home and I think that's the most imported thing. In the week on school without my classmates (I only needed to go to school for 3 hours a day) I had time to come to myself and I think that's a really important thing in life.
We where just about to leave abroad with school for a week and I found out how much I looked dread. I have been crying for an hour because I just didn't know what to do. Then my mother and I decided that it would be better for me to just stay home, because the step would be to big for me now.
Taking the decision was really difficult for me but I think it was the best decision I could have taken on that moment.
Of course it was difficult for me when my friends sent me pictures and told me how much fun they had, but I think that when I could do it over I maybe still would've stayed home.
I found out that I wasn't the only one that looked dread leaving, and I think that if I would've talked more with my friends about the fact that I didn't want to go, then I maybe would've got it off my chest and maybe I would've made an other decision.
At the end of the day I'm still happy with the fact that I decided to stay home and I think that's the most imported thing. In the week on school without my classmates (I only needed to go to school for 3 hours a day) I had time to come to myself and I think that's a really important thing in life.