As much as love returning to the UK I also find myself tinged with sadness for as soon as my feet hit British soil I’m hit with the feeling that I no longer truly belong. This sensation crashes over me like an unexpected wave, one that knocks my feet out from under me and takes my breath away.
I also get the same feeling here in the US, for my British accent always sets me apart. No matter which country I'm in it’s like trying on a favorite pair of shoes only to realize that they're no longer a perfect fit. We all want to feel like we belong but I need to be ok being different, to celebrate who I am now, to discard those ill fitting shoes and maybe dance barefoot for a while.