A year in the diaspora
A different experience from my previous 27 years
Last September 17th, I marked one year since I decided to leave the island. It has been an experience that I do not complain about at all because of the way in which I am living it, completely open to having new memories. Where I am is not like Puerto Rico in any way, although there are many Puerto Ricans here, and the four seasons of the year occur, which I witnessed for the first time.
In a way, I adapted quite quickly to the change and the cultural shock; living with my Puerto Rican girlfriend had a significant influence. She was basically my guide for the first few weeks, and then I continued to observe and learn. I still don't feel like I have a routine completely surrounded by Americans, although I had it for two months, and it was unusual for me. There is no bond outside of work; you work, and then everyone goes to their own house, and that's the end.
Maybe it depends on the place; I hope in the next place to meet different personalities and create new bonds because we see ourselves creating a life away from our loved ones. It is complex to assimilate the future that lies ahead because we reduce our days of physically sharing important dates to almost zero. There is no freedom to see whoever we want from our island bimonthly, for example.
I bet that almost none of those who live as part of the diaspora would have wanted to leave the island. I wish there were opportunities to grow and, hand in hand, economic compensation that would allow us to live with the high cost of living that it has become. But for that to happen, there is a list of changes that must occur, starting with the government and its work in relation to who it governs.
These days, we have the advantage of video calls, but never, ever will a call replace a hug. I think the hardest part about living far away is that you have no control over time, and no matter how well you are getting used to adapting to a new place, there is no way to prevent yourself from thinking that your days are numbered. Living in the diaspora, depending on the situation, I classify it as a necessary experience to expand your knowledge of the world and its cultures, although nothing will be the same at home, you just appreciate it more from far away, and for us await many more years from the distance.
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