I've been home for 6 weeks now, and I'm still in reverse culture shock. Ok it's not exactly "culture" shock, but it's shock of some sort. I just don't think that the new me knows exactly how to function in this familiar environment. I was so different a year ago. The new me just won't fit into the mold that was the old me. Being home has been odd and uncomfortable. Perhaps I'm just not comfortable with who I've become as I'm surrounded by so many reminders of the "old" me. I feel like a stranded puzzle piece that's constantly trying to fit herself into the wrong puzzle.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
being home
I've been home for 6 weeks now, and I'm still in reverse culture shock. Ok it's not exactly "culture" shock, but it's shock of some sort. I just don't think that the new me knows exactly how to function in this familiar environment. I was so different a year ago. The new me just won't fit into the mold that was the old me. Being home has been odd and uncomfortable. Perhaps I'm just not comfortable with who I've become as I'm surrounded by so many reminders of the "old" me. I feel like a stranded puzzle piece that's constantly trying to fit herself into the wrong puzzle.
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