
Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.
That was when I moved for the first time from Germany to Greece. I felt like leaving my youth behind, an important part of my life—the happiest part of my life so far.
When I spent six to one year in Greece, I considered seriously moving back again because, even being Greek, I wasn’t that comfortable at that time. The reason is that I was born and raised in Germany. It was weird to feel like I didn’t belong in my home country, like a foreigner in my country. However, in the end, I stayed in Greece. Not that the situation has changed; still, I feel unwell. Something is awkward; I can’t find the balance between the two different mentalities, the one I grew up with and the one I live in now.
The crucial point is finishing my education in Germany and working there for many years; I have adopted the German way of life. And while writing this, I realize I still haven’t said goodbye to this part, and I think I will never say it.


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