Tag: Personal Stories

  • Culture Shock Causes 3 Year Loss in Productivity

    Culture Shock Causes 3 Year Loss in Productivity

    I had to update my resume last week for the first time in several years.  I was filling in dates and noticed a nearly three year gap between jobs.   Thanks to some nonspecific start dates, on the resume it looks like only a two year gap, but I know the truth.  I didn’t do anything for three years. At least not anything that could be put on a resume.

    “September 2006 – October 2009: Learning new language, new marriage, new culture and trying to avoid plunging into serious depression,” does not count as legitimate work experience.

    It’s not just the lack of formal employment that struck me.  I had a blog that whole time, yet I almost never wrote in it.  I didn’t need any Portuguese or work permit to write.  What’s my excuse?  Why did I do nothing for the better part of three years?

    I think I finally have an answer. I was mentally incapacitated.  I’m not kidding. Over the last three year, I was physically unable to produce quality thought or work during that time because my brain’s limbic system had taken control from my cerebral cortex due to the constant stress I was under from culture shock.

    I came across an article written for teachers of creative writing.  It explained from a neurological standpoint how stress inhibits creativity.  Human brains are typically divided into 3 systems: the brain stem which keeps your heart beating, the limbic system which provides emotion to input like “be happy,” or “get ready to kick some ass,” and the cerebral cortex which handles most of the problem solving, creative thinking that defines being human.

    When a person is relaxed the cerebral cortex is in control.  Creative thinking comes easily.  People are able to consider options, weigh consequences, and make a rational decision.

    Unfortunately, the cerebral cortex is not always in control.  The last time someone cut you off and your face flushed and you imagined running the jerk off the road?  That would be your limbic system.  When the idiot cut you off, the driver was perceived as a threat, and your limbic system triggered your fight or flight response.

    With the limbic system in control it’s physically impossible for someone to be at her creative best. Rational thought?  Not possible either.  Focusing on solving a problem?  Nope.  Self-motivation?  Sorry, not handled by the limbic system. But long naps, crying, cursing, and slamming doors are all things the limbic system does very well.

    That last list of behaviors are pretty common manifestations of culture shock. To people who’ve never lived abroad culture shock might sound, I don’t know, obvious.  “Gosh, living in a new country is difficult.” And something so obvious must surely be avoidable.  “Maybe if you just did the prep work and had the right attitude, you’d be a local in no time.  Just like Julia Roberts in that movie with the pasta and elephants.”  Right?

    God, I wish.  As far as prep work goes, I studied culture shock.  I worked with international students going through the process.  I have a freakin degree in cross-cultural communication.  And how did I handle moving to Brazil?  Well, I have the first three seasons of Grey’s Anatomy and Sex and the City memorized. Feel free to draw your own conclusions.

    It does not matter how much advance research you do, everyone goes through culture shock.  What we call culture shock is the brain creating a new operating system for the new environment.  Your brain has been trained to operate in a specific environment.  In your own culture your brain knows what meaning to attach to symbols and behaviors.  It can anticipate reactions.  It can predict a chain of events.  Different cultures have different cues, and thus require a new operating system.

    Culture Shock has physical symptoms.  Headaches, stomach pains, an unfortunate variety of digestion problems,   physical exhaustion, all are a result of the enormous 24 hours a day, 7 days a week workload your brain is handling.  The brain is frantically creating new connections and pathways to understand the new culture.

    This constant work, combined with the fear from not understanding the words or behaviors of people around you puts serious stress on your body.  And what happens to our brains when we’re stressed?  The limbic system takes over.  Limbic system inhibits creativity and problem solving.

    And so, due to the stress of culture shock I was physically incapable of producing my best quality, or any, work from 2006 – 2009.  That’s my story. I’m sticking to it and honestly I don’t have a better explanation for my sudden change in behavior.

    Beginning last October, after not writing for 3 years, new blog topics started popping into my head daily. I’ve been writing regularly since February and enjoying it. I have the energy and desire to go jogging.  I can’t remember the last time my previously moody stomach complained.  It feels like I found myself.  It took three years but I think my limbic system finally surrendered control.

    Hello, cerebral cortex. It’s so nice to be working together again.  Can you help me update my resume?

  • Mad Expat Skills

    Mad Expat Skills

    Expats develop a unique skill set over many years of international travel.  For example, at airport security, I can strip off shoes, jacket, and watch: move my computer from backpack to plastic bin: get three bins worth of personal items, a backpack and myself through the metal detectors (without setting anything off) all in under 20 seconds.

    A well choreographed routine for security lines is something expats share with all frequent travelers. A week ago, I realized a skill exclusive to the frequent international traveler.

    At any moment, I can drop what I’m doing and be at the airport completely packed to leave the country in an hour. From zero to transcontinental in under an hour. How is that for an awesome, albeit totally unmarketable, skill?

    I remember the very first time I traveled outside of the US.  I was going to spend three weeks in the British Isles with a high school exchange program and I spent at least three days packing.  Lists were made, checked, rechecked and amended.

    Every single family member participated in the preparation and packing for this trip.  My grandmother told me to roll my dresses instead of folding them in order to avoid wrinkles.  My Mom bought me detergent tablets for washing clothes and a string for hanging them to dry in the bathroom.  My Dad made sure I had extra batteries for my camera.

    I have streamlined things considerably since that first trip abroad.

    Today, I have a set of strict rules when it comes to my luggage.  First, I must be able to lift my own suitcase and carry it up and down stairs.  I will not be dependent on others to move my own luggage. Second, if you haven’t had to sit on your suitcase to close it, then it’s not full.  Third, thongs are the go to underwear because you can pack a month’s worth inside of a shoe.  And finally, hoodie sweatshirts can cushion anything from computer printers to brass lamps.

    When I pack it happens in a logical and well established order.  Underwear, bras, socks, pajamas, bottoms (casual, dressy), tops (casual, semi-dressy, dressy), workout attire, one dress, shoes (1 comfy, 1 cute, 1 dressy pairs), and finally accessories (jewelry, belts).  Then I pack my carry-on with my laptop, iPod, book, snacks, plastic baggy with hand sanitizer and chapstick, and of course passport and wallet.  I pack my toiletries last because I take a quick shower and brush my teeth right before I head to the airport.  (I assume the other passengers appreciate this habit.)

    I can go through this entire routine, including the shower, and be in a taxi on my way to the airport in an hour or less. I believe most expats have an equally impressive travel prep routine.  We never have to search for our passports and we always have some cash in a variety of currencies in the house.  If I ever need to flee a country, I’m confident I’ll make it out and still be well packed for any occasion, be it casual, formal or sporty.