Recently, I proper traveled to two foreign countries, knowing only a few people, and I loved it.
However,
Coming back to the US, I realized something that is rather hard to deal with and that most people who travel or live abroad and come home realize and deal with.....
I suddenly feel like I don't quite belong in either country.
Now, this isn't supposed to deter anyone from traveling, studying, or even living abroad because it's not. What I guess I am trying to put out is that once you visit a country, you start to see your world differently. You begin to question why we do that, when X country does this, and it's much more practical.
Upon leaving London and France, I gained so much knowledge from seeing how others conduct their life and the different ways each country works to be efficient. Now that I am home, however, it often feels like I am the only one in my family, friends, etc. who seems to get that no one country is perfect, and we could all learn from each country.
Yet, I still don't belong in either country.
In London, I was too "nice", and my country was often seen as a laughing stock due to the presidential race.
In France, I wasn't "cultured" enough, didn't dress "properly", didn't know the "rules", and once again, my country was a laughing stock.
In America, I am too opinionated, dress too nice, want too much, now my second homes are the ones being laughed at.
I felt so immersed in London's culture, and eventually in France's too, but after returning home, my life seemed to lose something. My friends had gone on living their lives, and my country, along with my parents, was still the same.
"You've changed"
, they say.
Well yes, yes I have. And I'm not sorry about it. As humans we evolve. I am just sad that not every human can evolve and see the world and grow as much as humanly possible.
With that said, I feel by traveling and immersing myself in another culture, I have lost a piece of my "American" identity.... never feeling French enough, English enough, American....enough. Not being X enough can be lonely, but do I regret traveling?
Never.
As for now,
I live one foot in Europe, one foot in America...never quite belonging to one or the other.