Shit happens. We can't change it. But what are we supposed to do if it happens all the time, like the sky is shitting on you?
I don't want to say that I am in that kind of situation right now, but I feel close to it. My mother wants me to go back, i am not totally against, BUT... I want to decide it without any pressure, without any absurd reasons.
I am kinda scared, cuz I know that if I'll go to Russia, I will not find enough strength and courage to come back to US. I will go to Russia, finish my education and it will take a year. I can't emagine myself coming back to US 24-25 years old and starting everything from the beginning like a brtender, working in shit small bars, trying to get back into a club, making connections and killing another 2 years to get what I have right now. It IS NEW YORK FUCKING CITY, it doesn't wait for anybody, if u r out - u r out of competition