I’m struggling. I am relocating this month to join my husband in a foreign country that requires two flights of two days to get to Nigeria. I love him, but I am incredibly sad. I am super close to my siblings and friends (secondarily), and I am scared of leaving what I am familiar with, just to start from scratch in my 30s. I cry everytime I think about not seeing my twin sister for years at a go. Scared of something sudden happening at home and me being unable to be there immediately. My forever will be in this new country, the dynamics of my life will change, and my siblings will grow old slowly and all we’ll have are mere visits. Marriage is such a huge sacrifice.
in Confession