Exchange is strange because you live
two lives. Not just in the sense of where you came from and where you
are now, but something more than that. You have the life you show on
Facebook and the wicked pictures you post on Instagram and the fun, Yfu
outings you write about in your blog, but what nobody knows until they
get there is what’s beneath that surface. No one back home
hears about when you sat in the bathroom and cried on the first day of
school because your classmates just blankly stared at you when you
walked into the classroom. Nobody knows about the times when your host
mom washes your laundry and it takes a week to dry. No one hears about
the times when you cry when you wake up and count the days until you’re
back home. Nobody hears about the silent dinners with your host family
when they aren’t up for talking. No one hears about the times you’re
yelled at for things that you can’t even control. No one knows about the
nights when your host dad texts you at 11:30, telling you it’s time to
come home. See, people don’t hear about each and every strand of hair
you have to remove from the drain every time you finish taking a shower,
in an attempt to not annoy your host family. Nobody hears about the
hours spent studying the language. Nobody hears about the shitty feeling
you get when you realize that you were probably only invited to this
party because you’re foreign and the boys want to get you drunk.
Exchange is hard, and this is what nobody realizes. Exchange is dry
skin, terrible breakouts, brittle nails and hair that falls out.
Exchange is not always fitting in. Exchange is inevitably feeling
pathetic sometimes.
But that’s where the magic lies. This is
the reason why we grow. If we weren’t pushed to our emotional limits, we
wouldn’t become completely different people. Exchange makes you
sympathetic, tolerant, adaptable, more chilled out. The bad things make
the good things that much sweeter. Exchange life is life to the utmost
extreme, and once you’ve lived it, you’ll never be the same again.
Exchange is learning to deal.
Exchange is gaining grace.