Sometimes Being Happy is Hard
I’m gonna be real, the last two weeks have been some of the hardest in my life, for many reasons.
But for one reason especially, I’m uncomfortable.
I knew that coming to India would take me out of my comfort zone, that it would stretch me as a person, and that it would be hard, but I could never be prepared for what I’m facing. I’ve thrown up, a lot. I’ve been thrown up on, a lot. I’ve laid in bed for days too sick to get up, I’ve had nightly lice checks, I’ve lived off of peanut butter and egg fried rice, and I’ve been a brat....