Although I am back in my home country there are times when I get a little panicky and flustered. The home that I love and know so well becomes foreign to me and I am overwhelmed.
This overwhelming sense usually takes hold of me in places like Wal-Mart, Costco, and Malls. I think the specific trigger is the enormous amount of options. For the past 3 years I’ve only ever had one or two options. There is NEVER just one option in the US. I’m pretty sure it would be un-American to have just one option.. I also become a little overwhelmed when people ask me the simple question “where do you want to eat?” I love eating out…that is not the problem. The problem is that I love everything from Taco Bell to Red Robin, to those mini chocolate donuts at the gas station. It does not take much to please me when it comes to American food so asking me to make a decision as to where to eat overwhelms me.
Surprisingly, meeting new people overwhelms me. I’m not sure how to answer simple questions such as:
Where do you live?
What do you do?
Where do you work?
I then find myself asking the question “do I want to make new friends” I have old friends, college friends, Portland friends, Nepali friends, current co-worker/friends. Making new friends = having to keep up with more people.
I’m telling ya, overwhelmed.
So, I take it one day at a time. Just know, that should you run into me I may say or do something strange…if so, please refer to this post.
