The biggest difference between my perception and the reality of culture stress has been the direction of it. I imagined it to be a selfish rejection of the new culture. I didn’t know that it could become self directed. It is a tense assessment that something is wrong.
These are the moments when I question myself, wondering if something is wrong with me. I’ve always been outgoing, an extrovert who loves meeting people and learning about their passions and experiences. All of my life, I’ve been surrounded by friends.
I’d like to think that I am fluent in coffeehouse. Perhaps I should add that to my resume as a second language.