Wednesday I left Ghana. After a great week, with great friends and a sad farewell I returned to the land of oz. For weeks and weeks i was waiting eagerly to return home. People always say home is where your heart is, but I realise now that your heart can be in more than one place. I know that because when I arrived in Adelaide despite my joy at seeing the pople i loved and the familiarity of the place I've always known, I felt a peculiar sense of detachment and displacement. I feel strange and out of place in this place i call home. I'll go to speak twi or make a ghanaian reference and realise that the inside joke is only with myself. The people i've lived with for months aren't here to laugh with anymore.
I can't seem to reconcile the two disparate worlds I lived in. I felt at home in Ghana and now I'm here i feel alien. I hope it passes because I also feel guilty for not seeming as happy or exuberant as everybody expects me to be on my return. I want to be happier but the crap thing about feelings is i seem to have no control over. Its not that I don't want to be here its just that i cant seem to find my feet. It isnt jetlag its just culture shock. Craziness. I never thought it would hit me like this.
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