The stages of reverse culture shock as according to studentsabroad.com:
- Initial euphoria
- Irritability and hostility
- Readjustment and adaptation
I keep playing hopscotch on stages 1, 2, and 3. I feel overwhelmed, alienated, but at the same time I can’t stand to be alone. Other days I feel fantastic.
It’s an odd entity hovering around me 24/7. I’ve experienced this when I went overseas before, but this is by far the most extreme case. Please, don’t be alarmed. I love traveling; it’s challenges can never outweigh its blessings.
I wouldn’t trade reverse culture shock for anything in the world, because the memories, experiences, and lessons that have come along with it are incomparable.
I have no idea why I’m even writing this post right now. All of this is just word vomit.
Friends, I just wanted to let you know that I’m having a hard time readjusting. Please keep me in your prayers.
I’m still trying to find the sweet spot of not abandoning the culture I was with, while still appreciating the culture I’m a part of now.