Good afternoon fellow expats !
This is my first post as a member, but after weeks of stalking everyone else's threads, i decided to put my predicament 'out there' and see if any wise words of wisdom could be imparted by you.
Here's my story:
you know the drill, We packed up our life into a small container, said goodbyes over numerous weekends of alcohol fuelled, long teary parties and headed to Perth 9 months ago. We felt in pretty good hands as i have 2 brothers who live here, and also my father (mother unfortunately passed away before emigrating). We arrived expecting fanfare sprinkled with pomp and circumstance and this I'm afraid wasn't the case. Yes, everyone was pleased to see us here and tried to reassure us with 'perth is great' 'you'll earn loads of money' 'the weather is brilliant' 'people at home will never do anything' so we got on with it. It took us over a month to both find jobs and with our life savings dwindling the harsh reality and the overwhelming doubt of 'what on earth have we done' set in (yes it set in at this early stage). We eventually found jobs and are now doing pretty well, we had issues with the work culture, but we marked it up to a new learning experience.
The first thing we began to notice when we got our own place was, the things we thought we would do here, we didn't. we had talks in the uk of joining this and that club, going to the beach after work, camping etc and the reality is that you work hard, it goes dark quickly, so you come home from work and watch tv (aussie tv is an entity all by itself). When we tried to discuss our feelings with my family, we got the stereotypical saying i hate so much "people at home will never change, they will do the same things all their life" well guess what you get into a routine here too and in 20 years time if we stayed that would be our reality too.
Don't get me wrong, Perth has some things to offer and its our insecurities and lack of enthusiasm thats dictated our 'rut', but blinking heck when you are in a negative mindset, that rut is hard to get out of. We were always outgoing, my husband is sporty and i was a member of a amateur dramatic society but for some reason moving has really 'dulled that sparkle' and brought our insecurities we didn't know we had. We often try to meet people and get invited places and we make the effort to go, but eventually they just fizzle out and you create kind of a 'surface level friendship' instead of the friendships you have known and loved.
So we find ourselves (probably with nothing else to do haha) pregnant with our first child. un-entitled to any maternity pay and without much family support or friends. We are trying to stay positive, but i guess my question is this. How do people stay positive, when in the back of their minds they know, whether it be in 1,2,3,4-10 years time they will end up going back home? What can you do to make this decision/process of homesickness easier to manage and look at it from a diplomatic perspective? i.e pros and con charts, talking to fellow expats (such as yourselves). At this point we have decided to give it 2 years to see if anything changes, we are visiting home in june 2015 with the baby so hopefully that may give us some perspective.
I would also like to add that this is not a reflection of perth itself or a 'perth bashing' of any sorts, these are quite personal experiences and hopefully it comes across as such, cheers guys xx