Monthly Challenges: June

I can’t believe how time flies. May is over, my volunteer year is almost over, I’m leaving Germany in probably one week and soon I’m going to be in Uruguay again. It hasn’t sunk in until just now and now anxiousness is swallowing me up, paralysing me. It’s always the same – but I’ll leave that to another post and will just focus on breathing for now. Even though this month will be challenging enough I don’t want to miss the chance to challenge...

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Taking the path less traveled

After realization hit me while writing this post I stayed awake until 3am in the morning because my thoughts felt like celebrating a crazy party in my mind. I couldn’t shake it off anymore, this uncomfortable feeling of secretly ignoring something my subconsciousness wanted to tell me because listening to it would cause uneasiness. I don’t wanna study yet. After finally acknowledging it, I had the much dreaded talk with my dad. It was tearful, dramatic – and positive, at the end. The alternative to studying this...

Are you xenophobic? No? Sure?

Prejudices towards foreigners, more precisely refugees? Of course I don’t have any! That was the common opinion of the participants of my last Red Cross seminar when we talked about this topic. Needless to say, I thought so too. No matter in which country I am, I’m always treated like a foreigner, so how could I have prejudices towards other foreigners? We watched movies about refugees and their situation here in Germany and even though I’ve never talked to a refugee I felt a lot of...

My long-distance relationship

I didn’t think of writing about my long-distance relationship when I started this blog three weeks ago. Then I realized that there are some blogs dedicated to this topic and it felt good knowing there were other people in the same situation as me who were being positive as well. So after asking my boyfriend if he’s okay with it I decided to write about our LDR, hoping that I can connect with my LDR-fellows. :) We got to know each other during...

Inner conflict of a third culture kid

Once again I was back home in Switzerland. I never know how I feel about it. I resent it, I love it. I feel home, I feel alienated. I want to be seen, I don’t want to see acquaintances. It’s comfort, I enjoy it – and I can’t stand it. It doesn’t make sense. When I cross the Swiss-German border and people suddenly speak standard German instead of Swiss German or vice versa, I feel confused, not sure how to interpret my...