There's definately a cycle. After the first six months or so, I was losing my mind. Tears every day, nearly. I hated this place. I still have those days, but I feel differently now. I can't say I feel at home here, but I'm not sure I'd feel at home back in the states now either. I'm in between....
I know I've adjusted to life for the most part, but it will probably take another couple of years before I really feel at home (she said crossing her fingers and saying prayer).
There are days tho when I don't think I'll ever really *like* it here.
All you can do, earlapricot, is hang in there and wait for the sun to come back out. And it usually does....just don't blink or you'll miss it.