Fighting for the dream

An update on my life on the other side of the world

I remember when I first moved out of my small hometown to do university in Melbourne….

In week three I basically had a panic attack because I didn’t understand university and was constantly getting lost in the big city. It was the night before the final day you could pull out, and I wanted to do just that. I called every member of my family asking for advice.

After many sobbing phone calls, my parents said that maybe the best thing would be for me to come home and give it a try the next year instead. Having that option laid to neatly in front of me was tempting, but as soon as I started picturing my life any other way I knew it wasn’t what I wanted to do – for years I’d wanted to move to Melbourne and study public relations and I knew I’d regret it if I didn’t push on.

So I stayed; and for me, a little country girl, it was really hard. Adapting to that life was a huge change and I relied on my boyfriend a lot. I remember crying myself to sleep if he wasn’t able to be with me, and getting so panicked by assignments. The first six months were really tough.

A similar thing happened when I joined the work force in a corporate affairs job I felt like I was never on top of my work, I was pushing so hard to be the best I could be in the role; it started burning me out because of the pressure I put on myself.

Imagine a girl who could barely move 1.5 hours from home moving to the other side of the world.

Quite literally. And this time, alone. As the job is in Canada, my boyfriend and I parted ways which was (is) incredibly difficult, and I packed my bags for a place where I didn’t know a single person.

capture

The challenges…

I moved to Montreal for my dream job, following a passion that I never imagined would end up becoming my career in such an amazing way; but despite having the world’s best job and loving what I do, every day there is a different kind of challenge; the official language here is French so while I learn, I’m not only getting used to a new job but finding ways to do it with a language barrier. I’m missing my family and home so much, and being out on my own is one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. It feels so isolating when you’re having a bad day (like that time my car broke down in an intersection and I had to wait freezing for an hour waiting for a tow) and you can’t call anyone from home for comfort – because in Australia it’s 2am! Because even though I’ve made lots of friends here, when the going gets tough, it’s the people who you’ve been around for years, who really know you – that you want to learn on.

BUT…

When things get hard, I think back to my challenges of city life and university. Because in the end I bloody loved Melbourne and my uni days – I finished with great marks and had a ball.

11923_10152413797633179_5457155111698366726_n

I remember my first job. I got more and more comfortable and ended up really loving the role.

z3

I pushed through the challenges of these situations because I knew that if I did, I’d be doing exactly what I wanted with my life at that point.

Being on my own is a brand new challenge. But when I think back to these things in life I’ve overcome – things that made me stronger and brought me to where I am today, I remember the rewards of overcoming these situations.

These were things I wanted for myself so badly, so I threw myself in the deep end. There was always a safety rope behind me, but instead chose to swim.

4 months in here, and even though it can be tough, I’m still swimming; and I’m seeing rewards. I’m feeling more independent and comfortable without close friends and family – and I’ve even started being able to use a bit of French in my work. I keep swimming because sometimes you need to fight for your dreams, and even when the going gets tough, I know there’s nothing else I’d rather be doing than this.

This slideshow requires JavaScript.

One Comment Add yours

  1. The best dreams are the ones worth fighting for. Keep going – you’re amazing.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s