Why is it that we always feel like the grass is always greener on the other side? With more and more of my friends moving away to work in Australia, Canada, England, UAE and even Mexico it gets increasingly harder to remember why I choose not to work abroad.
I have, and always will have my reasons for not wanting to – but now that I see other people do it I think ‘am I a fool for sticking around…?’. Then I have to remind myself that firstly I haven’t really ‘stuck around’. I’m originally from Limerick and I upped and moved my life 225km to what we country folk like to call it.. ‘The Big Shmoke!’ (aka Dublin) for my first real experience in the adult world. And secondly, my favourite country in the world is Ireland. No matter how much I travel I love being able to call here my home.
I think Social media is the main reason we all think those living abroad are having more fun. You see all these pictures of people at crystal clear beaches or wandering through New York City and you just automatically assume that they are having the time of their lives. No one ever posts about the days they spend at work at a desk like everyone else or the long days of slaving on a farm in Australia to get their visa to stay another year – or even the days they spend missing home, somewhere I’m only two and a half hours away from (or 4 hours if I’m feeling adventurous and take the bus).
I look at these pictures and I think I’m missing out. There is this little thing inside you that tells you they are having more fun than you are just because they are away and experiencing new things and honestly having lived abroad before – it’s usually not always rainbows and butterflys (but yes, it is also a lot of fun!). If I was to go experience life abroad for a year I would be leaving my job and the first few years of experience I am gaining in it, the financial security I have that let me visit 13 countries last year and hit up a few concerts and festivals, I would no longer be able to travel home to see my parents when times got tough, and I wouldn’t live in a lovely apartment with my boyfriend and two cats (the two cats is the biggest anchor for me to stay, not gonna lie!). I’m not saying that they aren’t having fun – nor am I saying that moving away is something I would never do. I just think it’s healthy to remember that comparing your life is something you have to learn to stop doing.
It’s really hard to not think that your friends abroad are having more fun than you – but jokes on them because I can’t imagine the grass where they are is literally half as green as Ireland’s 😉