Dealing loneliness

When I go to foreign countries, I feel very lonely. But, for me there are several ways to deal with.

1. Reading books

For me, reading books is the really good way to deal with loneliness. It makes me confortable, and peaceful.

Also reading books makes me forget about every another stressful thing. Poems, novels, essays are good for relieaving

hard emotions, that’s why I enjoyed them alot.

2. Drinking Alcohols

Drinking with friends is really good way to deal with loneliness. I can feel my friends who care about me

and thankfulness from them.  Being drunken, forget every hardships, feel happiness, those are the reason why

I drink in foreign country.

3. Traveling

The last way to deal with loneliness in a foreign country is traveling.

Travel to somewhere, with friends or alone, makes me feel fresh. When I feel really lonely and frustrated, I usually

travel alone. Although money could be a problem, this way is also a good way to deal with loneliness.

Nowaday, I am in United States, for me this is the time suffered from loneliness.

Usually, I think about the way dealing with loneliness and got these answers.

Through this ways, I will solve problems well and hope to have a good life here 🙂

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Difficult day while I traveled in America

In 2011, I planned to travel San Antonio, TX with my one of friend without money.

It was NO MONEY TRIP!! for 5 days~

At first, I just thought it would be a valuable experience in my life, so I had to try it.

Although we bought just two tickets, we could not make any plans without money.

After considering one day, we decided to travel the downtown area of San Antonio for a week.

We didn’t bring MONEY, CARD, and CELL PHONE. Because we were young, we thought we could sleep even at the park,

on the bench, bus stop any places. Whatever I thought about the trip, we finally departed by bus.

After we arrived at the city, we started to feel hungry, lonely, empty.

 First night, we could met a very very kind pastor from a church in San Antonio, and he paid a Inn for a night.

 It was really tired and hard trip. We walked all day, and usually couldn’t eat anything.

Although we wanted to quit and go back to home, there were no way to go back….

During the trip, I met a one Mexican guy whose name is Mario. We’d met for just few hours, but he helped me.

I and my friend could sleep in his house and he bought meals at restaurant.

After one week, with help of one gentle man, we could buy bus tickets and come back to home.

Through that trip, I could feel the sense of hunger, loneliness, cold, something like that. But, I also feel the

thankfulness, gratitude for my small and tiny things. The trip tought me thankfulness and beauty of minor things.

Although I never try that kind of trip again, whenever I think about that moment, I could feel thanks.

 

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