February 23, 2022
perdita di identità

Migrant for love – loss of identity

Following my introductory post, I continue with more reflections on being a “migrant for love”. Let’s step back to Melbourne 1991, where you’ll find me full […]
January 26, 2022
attacchi di panico

Panic attacks, they are back

More than thirty years have passed since that morning when, sitting quietly on the train to go to the office, my heart started beating at the […]
September 17, 2020
sfide in espatrio

Expat challenges

The inspiration for writing about expat challenges came to me from a recent chat with a friend. She has never left her hometown but was interested […]
August 11, 2020
migrant for love

Migrant for love – Introduction

“Where did you meet?” They ask me. “In Thailand” I answer. And I see their faces turn into the heart-shaped eyes emoticon… romantic, exotic, interesting … […]
July 20, 2020
The expat panic attack

The expat panic attack, a recipe

I still remember the excitement after deciding to follow my boyfriend to his native Australia; a new adventure, a new love story, a new chapter was […]
July 14, 2020
remembering the past

Remembering the past helps me stay in the present

Although I am aware of the importance of living in the present, I still let myself charm by memories. Since living abroad I find it important, […]
July 5, 2020
sensi di colpa

Expat guilt, something we have to deal with

It may be my Italian Catholic education but guilt is the first thing I packed when I made the decision to live abroad. Initially it was […]
March 17, 2016

My story – not always a happy expat!

At 20 I was in love with the world and its citizens. I left for Paris, the first stop of what will turn into years of […]
March 17, 2016

Hoffman Quadrinity Process, my first step into counselling

In 2003 I wasn’t happy, it is as simple as that. My tendency to self analysis had taken me to different counsellors and therapists but no one seemed […]
November 14, 2015

For Paris, my heart is aching.

Paris is in my heart. It has been there for so long, I hardly remember a time when it wasn’t. I walked off the train in Gare […]
August 8, 2015

Vientiane: Then and Now

A few months ago Paola offered me and the rest of the Expatclic team the opportunity to take part in one of her travel writing workshop. I like to […]
July 29, 2015

A beautiful Sunday in Melbourne

      Today the sun was shining and the air was crisp, perfect day to go and explore Melbourne, I thought! My idea was welcomed by the […]
July 7, 2015

Our made up wedding

When Nigel and I decided to get married, in my mind I knew exactly what I wanted: a beautiful summer day, lovely little church in my dad’s […]
April 16, 2015

Discovering Melbourne, one basketball court at the time

I am not a keen driver and I don’t like sport. In particular I don’t like driving at night and sitting in cold (or very hot) […]
March 23, 2015

Of memories, destiny and special places

In the summer of 1989 I was working in a bar on the beach in Italy, feeling a bit restless and wondering what to do next. […]
March 14, 2015

Immigrant or expat?

I have always called myself an immigrant. For some reason being an “immigrant” in my eyes had a lot more depth then being an “expat”. Moving […]

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