Why I Want to Emigrate

I would love to have affection for England, but find myself resenting it. We're an Island which has little identity. We're a democratic, pretty liberal state that contradicts with rather fascist mentality in many areas of politics and philosophy. But I think it's the, 'this is my bubble' state of mind many have, which irks most. We're not a particularly friendly bunch of people, who are extremely suspicious of gregarious behaviour. It's probably why the best humour comes from the UK, because we truly understand irony. British = ironic.

When I returned from New Zealand it was like having a bucket of ice cold water thrown over me; the harsh difference between England and NZ was shocking. For six months I got so used to walking into a shop and being greeted by a friendly Kiwi, who seemed to enjoy his job. Serving you wasn't a chore. The nightlife in Auckland was fun and relaxed and you would end up chatting with random strangers. Everything was chilled out, with people wanting to help you out.

First couple of days back in England I was confronted by rude shop staff and twatish behaviour on a night out. Welcome 'home.'

That's the thing, I still feel as if NZ is home somehow. I wasn't there long, but it seemed to fit. The lifestyle, people and general atmosphere felt right. I don't feel as if I belong in England. It feels disjointed. Now I know personal circumstances contribute to all this. The past year and a half have been very difficult and unfortunately I see England in a negative light also because of emotionally tough situations.

The tough decisions with emigrating though are the people you leave behind. I have some wonderful friends and family who I rely on so much. But the pull abroad is too great. So, if it all goes to plan, I will be going to Canada in May and hopefully going back to NZ a year after that. Fingers crossed the visa goes through and then bon voyage!