Multiple people have praised me for taking such a big leap of faith, moving nearly 1,000 miles away from home to a new city with no friends/family waiting for me. Being the confident, independent woman that I am, I've replied in stride saying, "It's fine, everything's fine, I've got Jesus, I'm fine."
Today, I am not fine.
Today, loneliness and homesickness have caught up with me.
I want to walk to the beach, and I can't. I want to hug my parents, and I can't. I want to get ice cream with my best friend, and I can't.
This is hard. This is really hard. I desperately desire good friends here, and good friendships aren't often made in an instant. They take time, they take cultivating. But I want them now. I just want everything to be ok right now.
I don't want to do fun things alone anymore, because they're not always fun that way. I've been a "lone wolf" for most of my life, and it's getting lonely.
I hope things change soon.