“We Turn Frustration into Inspiration”: Six lessons about moving back home

It’s been almost five month since I have’t been at Brunnsparken. Well, it is not a big deal, of course, some people never been there:) But you got the point, right?

My friend Barbara, a journalist from Hungary, once told me “Don’t afraid to go back home. Many good things happened to me since I moved to Budapest”. Still, I was honestly freaking out to move back to Ukraine, thinking that I will loose more than I gain. No, this post is not about how I was completely wrong, because I don’t know this yet. It is about how I consciously re-build relationships with my home, trying to stay congruent with myself along the process. Here are a few lessons that I’ve learned.

Lesson 1: It’s in your head1

I started preparation for re-entry in Ukraine from building a right mindset. Well, “right”. Optimal. First of all, I got rid of this suicide-like idea that it is forever. Here to tell, any kind of “forever” frightens me a lot. I don’t trust these forevers and people who use them. Planes crush, husbands cheat, oil prices drop down, peninsulas got stolen – how the hell we can talk about anything lasting forever? In this epoch of uncertainty and terrorism, absence of guarantees that I’m moving here forever gave me a blurry chance and a silly hope that more big adventures for me are yet to come.

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how can u face ur problem if ur problem is ur face (c)

My first attempt to prepare myself for coming back to Ukraine turned to be a fiasco. Trying to build some theoretical background, I googled “reverse cultural shock”, and five out of seven articles I found started with something like “It is not easy to come back to US after a year abroad”. And nothing like “How to Survive in Ukrainian Province if Your Heart Stayed on Gothenburg’s Archipelago”.

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