It's hard enough as it is to be an Ex-Pat. Removed from your home country to live somewhere and create a new life. Leave your family behind. Leave all definitions of normality behind.
Being an Ex-Pat when your new "Family" begins to slowly leave is an awful feeling. They leave one by one. Month by month. The people you leaned on, the ones you laughed with, created memories with...they just LEAVE. Gone.
The goodbyes. The "see you laters." More painful than normal. What?!?!?! You can't leave!! I still have one more YEAR here!! WTF. You can't go!! I didnt give you permission to leave!
Poof.
By definition, all ex pats are supposed to leave eventually of course. It just sucks when you are the one that feels left behind.
