Returning home after several years living abroad can be be a wonderful thing. You get to see your family, catch up with friends, and enjoy all those holidays you've been missing that your host country didn't quite celebrate. BUT, there are other feelings that are conjured up, sometimes even before you get home. While packing to go home you may begin to think twice and realize that there are a lot of things you will miss like, the ease of getting around if your host country is Asia or parts of Europe where the transportation is super convenient. Taiwan was my home for three years because twice I reconsidered returning home because I knew I would miss the convenience of getting around, the connectivity of people as everyone in my neighborhood knew each other smiled and greeted each other. The bank was around the corner, the tea shop was down stairs, the open market was across the street and the four convenient stores all knew what I would buy and how I liked my coffee. My neighborhood was my best friend and family. I knew I would miss that AND I DO!
WELCOME BACK HOME, ALICE YOU ARE NO LONGER IN WONDERLAND. And don't I know it! My first few weeks back was awesome, I was able to see my two year old nephew who I hadn't seen since he was a few months old (my first visit back). I spent quality time with my mom and other family members. And then it began to hit me. I wanted to go places, get out and move. I had a smart phone but there was no wifi, I needed to grocery shop but the nearest store was miles away, NOT locally around the corner or across the street. Living in Atlanta or even visiting my mom in Charlotte N.C. proved miserable without a car. The nearest bus stop was two miles away and only came every thirty minutes or so. Trains are a filthy joke in both states making suburban dwelling a potential homi-suicidal nightmare. There is no walking out the door and seeing your neighborhood family, walking to the train, sitting in the neighborhood cafe', restaurant, pub or shopping all a stone throws of each other. There are no sounds of children playing, or sounds of life at all. everyone is shut inside their homes or their cars. I began missing the life I lived in Taiwan A LOT! I needed something to do, something to see, someone to engage and chat with. I craved the smiles and polite greetings I'd become accustomed to. I craved the sounds of people moving about, children playing out doors, and even the sound of the garbage truck that played a silly tune down on the street. I craved talking to my neighbors who were always ready to chat you up. I just wanted to hop on a train and conveniently be where I needed to be. So, each day I found myself planning my escape, plotting to break out, deciding to GO! I don't like TV, I hate the news and "reality TV", and the selfish self-absorbed pretentious attitude in this country is wholly depressing.
GETTING OUT OF THE SLUMP
Reverse culture shock is ABSOLUTELY A THING, and you or I, We are NOT alone. here are 5 ways to help deal with culture shock.
1. GET OUT OF THE HOUSE! the suburbs are the worse when trying to overcome culture shock. I believe the U.S. is one of the only places that have neighborhoods so isolated and mind-numbingly stoic as the suburbs. If you have a car drive into the city, if you don't BEG a friend to get you the hell out of there. Being around people and engaging in city life will help you feel connected to your home again.
http://www.expatica.com/nl/health_fitness/well_being/Reverse-culture-shock-101_16451.html
http://www.internations.org/magazine/reverse-culture-shock-15346
http://www.expatwomen.com/expat-women-confessions/reverse-culture-shock-book-version.php

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