After a year of academic pressure relief, I'm back on campus, experiencing reverse culture shock. Everything has changed in my absence.
I went from navigating trams in Gothenburg to standing in the rain, explaining to the Residence Hub that I'd locked myself out of my room. As a Fresher, doors never self-locked, but that's no longer an acceptable excuse.
Returning to university accommodation felt familiar, but not the same. I'm surrounded by Freshers, whose late-night parties contrast with my quiet evenings watching Strictly Come Dancing or visiting the student cinema.
I am still a loyal member
The age gap between me and the Freshers isn't dramatic, but it's noticeable. A year abroad has aged me in unexpected ways.
Author's summary: Returning to campus after a year abroad brings reverse culture shock.