1 week at home in Melbourne, Australia…
It’s all I needed to pause, reflect and recharge before I had to return to Singapore/ Asia more determined, more inspired.
1 year and 3 months away, I lost sight of why I even went abroad to Singapore in the first place.
My Singaporean colleague asked, rhetorically, “Why would you give up your Melbourne home for Ang Mo Kio (where I live in Singapore)?” But they don’t realise that living in the suburbs of Melbourne isn’t stimulating for me. Getting out of the complacent life I would have had in Melbourne was an itch I had to scratch by leaving.
Singapore is just the beginning for me. I want to venture to other cities. But for now, I feel I fit in here because have that kan cheong and kiasu attitude in me that is innate in some Singaporeans. It’s so strange how I got this way because I’m not even Singaporean. Maybe I just acquired that trait in high school in Melbourne where 75% of the students were Asian (myself included).
One things for sure, I’m more confused than ever about my national identity. Seeing my ‘other’ home as a ‘holiday’ destination was incredibly amazing because it’s Melbourne, the ‘world’s most liveable’ city! On the other hand it was certainly weird because I couldn’t stay there because my ambitions were calling me to get out of my comfort zone. So now I feel like an outsider to ‘home’. This is certainly a strange stage to be in but I know it’s temporary.
Just got to move forward. Level up.
Just another phase in the life of globalcitizensam. Do any of you relate to this? Please write me if you do!
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