Confused and Lost in the Atlantic

It has almost been a week since I got here, and I have undergone so many mood swings since then. What they said in the seminar about migrating is true, there are stages where your emotions are concerned and what seems to be excitement and awe in the beginning may quickly turn into sadness and confusion.

I am forced to face my fears in this foreign land, and the ultimate question remains unanswered: "What career path should I take?". It is different here, any newcomer will experience a sense of being lost because the experience that he/she has built through the years will not readily be recognized. The standards here are all too different, and it is not too hard to understand why.

At this point however, I just have to assure myself that I have what it takes to succeed here or at my final destination---and that things will be ok. I may not know the language, and I may need to adjust and it will be difficult but I need to go through it. Once I am well-adjusted, I will feel better and it is just a matter of time when my worries are put to rest.

Furthermore, I must take into consideration that it is not the lack of talent that will keep me from my dream job. What gets in the way is so much more complicated, and all I have to do is keep on moving forward until I can actually get through.

Meanwhile, I must pray that I get there fast enough before my finances are all depleted. Apart from the financial aspect of things, I really should not worry about the time it takes from getting here to there. I'll get there...I must.