So...I lost it. Totally lost all of my cool. In public. Loudly. I've heard from a number of experienced expats, read a handful of blog posts, even seen it first hand with a close friend, how living abroad can affect someone over time. And because of that, I thought I was prepared for the worst. Nope. I have never heard any stories quite similar to my giant temper tantrum yesterday. Maybe no one tells those stories. Or maybe I am just the total worst at this. But all of this is to say...if you are going to live abroad some time in your life, definitely be prepared for some of the best days, but also, be prepared for your absolute worst days. Days that might look a little like this: I moved here November 2015. So I have been here close to a year. That's about the time frame that a majority of people I have heard from say they hit their breaking point while living abroad. For me, though, the first month was extremely difficult. I had come here because I had married some...