Looking beyond borders: Viktoria’s journey to studying abroad
Moving abroad to study is more than a change of location. It's a journey of self-discovery. From searching for opportunities beyond borders to learning independence in a new country, this story reflects on growth, challenges, and finding your place in an unfamiliar environment. Viktoria (25) takes you along on her journey.
Looking beyond the options I was given
When I was in ninth grade and started visiting university fairs, I had a realization that quietly changed everything. As someone holding a passport, I suddenly understood that I could do much more for myself than the limited options I had been presented with in Bulgaria. I could pursue a degree in a country with stable politics, be taught by lecturers who genuinely enjoy their work—and life—and meet international students who wouldn’t judge me for how I look or express myself. Most importantly, I could study what I wanted, in the way that suited me best.
At fair after fair, I kept coming back to the Netherlands. On paper, everything seemed perfect for me. Now that I’ve been living here for a while, I can finally share what my real impressions are, beyond brochures and promises.
Stepping out of my comfort zone: The INTRO
I consider myself equally introverted and extroverted, which made me believe that the INTRO would be mentally exhausting. Long events usually drain me, and I was convinced I would hate it.
I can now proudly say that I was completely wrong. I loved it. The INTRO turned out to be a meaningful learning experience, and yes, like every cliché story goes. I met so many amazing people. Everyone was open, kind, and accepting of one another. I was left with countless positive impressions and built friendships with both students and lecturers that have stayed close to me ever since, people I know I can reach out to at any time.
Belonging without pretending
The INTRO lasted three days, and each day was filled with different team activities. Even though I didn’t participate in everything, there was always something you could do, even if you weren’t fully comfortable with the group yet. Every day, I met kind and friendly people who showed genuine interest in others, whether you have unusual humor, feel socially awkward, or live with disabilities.
For the first time in a long while, I felt like I didn’t need to pretend to be someone else in order to belong.