16 Years of being an expat in Australia and I don't think I can take it anymore.

Posted by kimtaehwa@reddit | expats | View on Reddit | 41 comments

Idk where or who else to talk to about this so I'll just post it here.

I'm a 33 year old guy that came to Perth from Indonesia. I was here when I was 17 to start my university degree and am currently working in a very mediocre job. The sole reason I am still here is money, and even that is not great when looking at the median salary (plus I don't get yearly increase for whatever reason).

Since about 3 years ago, when I was having my holiday back to visit my parents in Indonesia, something snapped in me I think that tells me to go back to Indonesia. I just have this uneasy feeling ever since that tells me I am 'done' here. However, seeing how much lower Indonesia's income is compared to AUS, I resumed working here. I was hoping that something would happen that would signal me to go back to Indonesia (e.g., me getting fired). This waiting game turned out to be a bad idea as I am still here and just hating my life.

For probably the past 2 years I basically have been living my life like a bitter SOB. I started hating everything. I am very unproductive at work, I got angry really quick and even snap at my parents and sister whenever we converse. I get very impatient when I'm driving. I essentially had nothing to live for in my day to day life. Weekends/weekdays they meant nothing. I eventually even got lazy with my gym, everything just got a lot of worse and I hate myself a lot. Whenever I went to sleep I did not want to wake up, and I start having self-harming thoughts. I was also very lonely.

I tried to make friends here, by the way, but this place has to be one of the unfriendliest places on earth. I did have a lot of international friends when I was in uni, but most if not all of them went over east or went back to their country. I joined various local clubs (board gaming, volunteering, badminton) and made some friends, but these friends never felt like actual close friends. From what I notice, people in Australia are extremely individualistic by culture, and there is very little sense of togetherness compared to the people in Indonesia. Everything here feels very surface level because no one ever wants to open up. My closest friend literally tells me that she does not want to be near me when I just got back from my holidays from Indonesia as I was homesick and she does not want to know or deal with it. I was super disappointed to hear stuff like that, but it's not uncommon with the people I met here. They only want to be around you when you are fun and jolly, and want nothing to do with you when you're feeling down. I had a friend with terminal cancer here (she passed away, unfortunately), who told me that she would actually get ghosted by her friends after telling them about her condition. She said she wanted to cry when she saw my response, as I was basically trying to ask her about her condition and actually freaking cared for her. I don't know what is wrong with people here.

I just came back here to Perth a week ago from my annual holiday to Indonesia, and I was crying a lot because I do not want to be here. I had such a good time every time I went back home for holidays. The people are nice, and I made probably more friends back home within my 1 month holiday than I have been in my last 5 years of staying in Perth. I understand that this might just be the 'expat' and holiday effect that I'm experiencing (people will make time to see you when youre never around). But I just feel so much more connection to the people back home. I feel like I belong and not alone. I just feel like I'm actually alive.

I have finally set a hard deadline on myself. 1 more year here, and I will be gone. I will try getting more money for another year, and I will just go home no matter what. I will review this 6 months in and see if I will want to still continue. I'll try applying for jobs back home from here to see if I'd get anything. I will probably go home after 1 year even if I don't have a job lined up because I cannot stand it anymore. I can feel myself becoming a bitter zombie here. I'm scared of what will happen but I think it's probably for the best of me, it feels like a leap of faith for me. I keep asking myself if it's even worth it for another year, since I can just come back now.