It's hard to explain. I have my family and some friends in my home country, but every time I think about it, it feels like some kind of grey nostalgia. Things I miss, but mostly everything looks dull and sad, in my memory, even though I know for a fact it wasn't. I've only been an expat for a total of three year in my new country, but also for two more years in others. What's that feeling? It makes me feel guilty cause I want to go back to visit my family, but I can't shake the greyness out of my mind. Like, the trip is going to be miserable and the place depressing. submitted by /u/CrimsonLapis [link] [comments]