Reverse culture shock

It’s already half a year ago but I still want to share it. In the summer holiday last year we have been in Denmark. We have visited my host family and I have shown my biological family a lot of the spots I used to go to in my exchange year. On our last day we passed the border and came to Flensburg. And then it happened. The german culture was a stranger to me. I was confused. Everything was loud and new. I needed a calm spot but I couln’t find one until we got to our hostel for the night. My parents went shopping and my little brother was outside playing table tennis. So I was alone in the room, took a shower and then called some friends. I started to cry. I felt kinda homeless. My own body seemed strange to me. It is very hard to describe the feeling. It took some days in my hometown until I felt normal again. I had not experienced a culture shock in my exchange year and neither a reverse culture shock until one year later. I didn’t know that it could happen so late.