i hate this.
i hate this feeeling.
i hate feeling nauseous just thinking about it.
i hate that feeeling of being punched in the stomach after it happens.
i hate that i cry all. the. time.
i hate saying goodbye.
i hate leaving people behind and being left behind.
i hate being so close to people and having them ripped away from me.
i hate that i won't be part of their lives anymore.
i hate knowing that soon, i'll say, "i was an exchange student" rather than "i am an exchange student."
i hate that when i come back "home" everything will be exactly the same, yet completely different.
i hate saying goodbye.
