so, I leave for France in 6 days.
It's finally hitting me that I am leaving for 3 months.
3 months being away from everyone.

I never used to be a crier. I NEVER cried. My mom was the only person that had seen me cry. but now, I cry all the fucking time.

Especially when I think about my friends. People's faces swim into my brain and the tears just come. Thinking of being unable to see them for 3 months scares me. They are some of the strings that hold me together.

It's not the foreign country part, or the not speaking the language part. It's the being without the people I love part.