Reverse Culture Shock

Cowering by the radiator in my mother’s home, wrapped in my large pink fluffy dressing gown, was my first experience of reverse culture shock. In my early twenties I had spent time living and working in a South East Asian Orphanage for children with disabilities. Being immersed daily into poverty, desperation, injustice and pain had a profound impact on me. It was my first experience in such a setting and it had shaken me to the core of my being.

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