I said, "Remember this moment" in the back of my mind

I like to think I've experienced a lot in my 18 years long life. I might not have. But I feel like I have. I was bullied in school, thought it would all get better once I started school, it somewhat did, but not quite. I went to a foreign country on the other side of the world for a whole year, I know it's not really that long, but when you don't know anybody at all, it's an accomplishment. I did something millions of people never could to, and never would have the opportunity to do. I'm proud of myself for doing that.

I remember the moments. Sometimes I really wish I could simply stop time, rewind, & relive every single moment to make sure I'll never forget them, but I remember the moments. It's the feelings I'm more worried about.

I remember the morning I got p at 4 to get ready to go to the airport and not see my family again in another 11 months. I remember leaving them at the airport. I remember walking to a café to get some caffeine in my system before leaving. I remember talking to people. I remember standing in line at immigration. I remember meeting all those great people at camp. I remember meeting my host family for the first time, at the airport in Seattle. I remember driving home to their house.

I remember the moments. I don't remember what most of it felt like. It's like I'm an outsider looking at myself living my life, when I look back in time.

I said, "Remember this moment," in the back of my mind.

I should've said, "Remember this feeling," instead.

I'm an emotional person, it's a wonder how I don't remember all the feelings, epecially taken into consideration that I'm a person that remember things. Strange things, however, like the lyrics to "Nations of the World" and "Presidents of the United States" by Animaniacs haha xD

Or is my not remembering this the way my mind is protecting me?

♥ The Norwegian Teenager

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