Every now and then, I get these intense feelings of loneliness. Being so far away from home, family, and close friends, who am I to blame? Even after three and a half years of living here in Sydney, I still can't help but feel like an outsider and a foreigner.
I'd like to think that I'm a sociable and approachable person. In the past, I've never had problems making friends and meeting new people. When I look back at my undergrad years at Mac, I can't help but feel accomplished in myself, because it was during those years that I really came out of my shell and established some lifelong and memorable relationships.
Yet, here I am in Sydney, a world-class city, pursuing a lifelong dream, feeling endlessly alone. There are almost 300 people in my cohort, and I can only really count the number of people from this cohort whom I consider dear to me with one hand.
Have my ability to make friends dwindled? Have I left my sociable and approachable self back in Canada? Is there something wrong with me that makes people not like me?
I really can't help but feel endlessly lonely, especially since the friends who know me most are either in a different state of Australia or on the other side of the world. I know that quality matters more than quantity, so perhaps it's true what they say: that you can count the number of friends in one or both hands as you get older.
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