*This is a really long post but I had to get it off my chest. I hope you all don't mind.*
I have just come back stateside after having the opportunity of a lifetime. The experience of living abroad, as most of you know, is priceless and not shared by the majority of our peers. I suppose everyone has different experiences along the way; however, I also know there’s no way one cannot be affected by such an experience in one way or another.
During my 3 ½ years living in London I discovered so much about myself, the world around me, and where I fit into it. It was a liberating experience to say the least. I’ve never felt so free, happy, and at peace with myself and the world. It was almost like being reborn in a way, a brand new life, perhaps like a parallel universe. For some reason, ever since my first trip to the UK 6 years ago, I felt at “home”. There was just a connection I felt with England instantly. I felt more at home there than I ever did in the USA, aka my “home”. I just fit in with the lifestyle, the mind-set, and culture. This became evident the longer I was overseas and upon coming back stateside recently.
I love that city more than anything in the world and there are no words to describe this feeling and connection, unless some of you can relate. I’ve done my fair share of traveling across Europe and the states; however, London was just perfect for me. Having to leave London was forced, as in my student visa expired. I am now trying to figure out how to break up with London, for it feels like a forced divorce with the love of your life. Dramatic, yes probably, but it definitely feels that deep to me.
I’ve never really been one for depression, usually pretty positive, but these past 3 months have been one of the lowest periods for me. Some days I’m fine but others consist of a huge void within, or a hole in my heart…it just consumes me. I think the biggest factor for this is the fact that it was forced, the fact that I am helpless and have no control over the situation. If I knew I could move back to London freely anytime I wished, then I wouldn’t feel as bad as I do now. Knowing that it’s nearly impossible to ever live in the city I love and connect with again completely shatters my soul. It just really seems unfair and cruel.
I’ve been lucky enough to have friends take me in in NYC. Though this city has helped me transition, well it just doesn’t have the same feeling or connection as London did, nowhere else has or probably ever will. Don’t get me wrong. I do like this city a lot and it’s great to have amazing friends here, diversity, and a 24/7 subway, but something is just missing. I guess it’s just me wanting it to be London and it’s not and never will be. This also leads me to the next topic…
Since being back I’ve noticed I’ve changed a lot and people here at “home” can’t relate. I don’t really feel 100% American anymore and I definitely look and feel differently about this country. I feel part American and part British, even though I am far from that. I guess what I’m trying to say is I feel like a foreigner in my “own country”. I know this probably sounds strange to some of you if not all of you.
It’s hard to not share these recent life changing experiences that have basically defined who I am today. Problem is nobody really wants to hear much about it. It either comes off as bragging or annoying. At first people tolerate it a bit, but the longer you’re here the less people want to know. It seems they want you to just to blend right back in as if nothing happened. I find myself not wanting to “adapt” back fully and give up the britishisms that I’ve acquired. Basically I don’t want to let go of London yet and I know to fully move past it I will have to. I love the culture I just came from, real football, English pubs, the drinking culture, the history, words, phrases, slang, etc., and I don’t want to give it up, I like it so much better. I guess I just need to go through the motions and over time things will fade a bit. For the record I don’t go on talking about London all day every day and I do hold back a lot more than I used to, but mentally it’s all there and fresh.
Part of me sometimes wishes I had never lived overseas, although if I had the option to do it all over again I would in a heartbeat. I say that because living overseas is almost as much of a blessing as it is a curse. You learn so much about yourself and the world, make new friends and connections from around the globe and much more. Of course that is all positive, but now I feel so far from my home country and I will never been able to look at it, or feel the same way as I did before leaving. Sure this can be good as well but just as equally bad in ways. I heard someone on an expat forum say “you’ll always have one foot in and one foot out from this point on” and I fear this to be true. The fear of never truly being content in one place or another again, or simply me just never being able to feel as happy again as I was when I lived in London.
I wish the UK wasn’t so tight on immigration and or the US and the UK had some sort of exchange programs, (youth mobility scheme) or at least were more relaxed in terms of UK and US citizens living and working in each other’s countries. We’re supposed to be greatest allies, right? The UK has virtually made it impossible for outsiders these days. Every year is more difficult. When I first started studying post study work was my plan, well I just missed out on that. It seems I just keep missing out due to new yearly rules and restrictions. Even the tier 2 route has become extremely difficult and continues becoming more difficult each year. You’ve got to be rich, a student (did that), marry a citizen, super highly skilled/extremely established, or very well connected to even stand a chance. I’m just beyond frustrated, for all I want to do is live in the city I love and pay my taxes, yet for some reason I’m not allowed to do so. Thank you all for letting me get this off my chest, it helps somewhat.