I really liked Australia, free healthcare, free money, cheap as fuck cars, and nice clean roads. Good happy people and nice parties.
And then you go down and have a psychotic breakdown, and the place turns pale as fuck, because the psychiatric care system is the most intrusive in the world and arrest you for a condition. You also start to realize the job difficulties you get in return for all the free shit that they're silently screwing you over with.
I miss the independence I had and i miss the weed. I don't miss the flaky friends and the excessive lifestyle kids had could be unbearable to a point
