So I think that I have finally hit that point.  The point at which reality sinks in, and the realization that things are changing becomes ever so clear.

My Intercultural Communications class described multiple stages of culture shock.  As I continue to transition further into independence away from home, family and my friends, I can see these stages in clear perspective.  While I consider myself versed in these phases, nothing can prepare me for the emotions, no matter how prepared I may be.

Stage #1: Wonder

As I arrived on campus for the first time, I was excited at the newly updated room that would be my home for 2 years.  The furniture was comfortable, the walls were white, the bed was queen-sized, all of this space for me!  My very own kitchen, my very own pots and pans, all of this, just for me.

The first stage is very exciting because it's new, the possibilities are endless and we find ourself blind sighted by the multiple ideas that float into our head.

I had lived in a residence hall for the past 4 years, it felt absolutely surreal to have a place all to myself.  For the first time, this place was an apartment, not a dorm room or a residence suit or whatever, this was an apartment.  I felt mature and independent.

Stage #2: Frustration

Arguably the most difficult phase is the phase when your independent status kicks in.  The norms are different, people react differently, people speak differently, you realize that you are an outsider on an alien planet and this makes you uncomfortable.

The simplest thing, such as holding a door open, or a simple smile seemed normal in Columbus, but each time I approach a door, no one stands the extra 2 minutes to wait for you.  People at the grocery store do not say "excuse me" if they cut you off with their shopping cart, or the cashier doesn't ask, "how are you today."

And it's frustrating, to say the very least, when your idea of comfort turns 180 degrees.

Stage #3: Depression

I think this is where I am, this feeling of being stuck.  I find myself asking, "What did I get myself into?"  Home seems so far away.

You start to generate a list of things that you miss:
Jenis Ice Cream
Northstar Cafe
Betty's Fine Food & Spirits
Giant Eagle Marketplace
Cuzzins
Skyline Chili
Friends
Cazuelas
Aab India
Kooma
Momos
Easton Mall
Christian...

But while I am still traveling through the stages of culture shock, I look forward to the next phase of acceptance,  understanding the opportunity of my situation, and finding new things to replace the old.

Culture shock is not avoidable, but can be made easier by mental preparation.

I'll keep you updated as I continue on...