I don't know where you other guys lived in America. I'm sure there are some decent places. I've heard Utah is conservative and homogenous. I've heard good things about Vermont.Hypernormalization is a term that describes a societal condition where: Everyone knows the system is broken, but people continue to act as if everything is normal because they don’t see a way to change it.
It’s when everything feels wrong — but you’re still expected to smile at work, pay bills, plan vacations, and scroll past chaos as if it’s just another day.
Cities in America are shitholes.
You've got the Mexicans. You've got the other immigrants. You've got the blacks. You've got the whites who pathetically kowtow to the other races. America is a big mess.
Back to hypernormalization. Everyone knows the way of life in America (at least cities) is miserable, stressful, no fun, no women, and people live to despise one another. That's no way to live this life. And yet most of them do it anyway.
If everything is messed up in America, then how do people not lose their minds? It's called coping strategies. They turn on a pretend optimism and put on a fake smile when they show up to others in public. They're playing the roles of actors in a movie. When they finally discover the liberating freedom of living abroad, they feel free to stop acting anymore. Now they can just be themselves. They can finally find a woman to talk to normally. They can live in peace now.
When you have experienced the true meaning of misery that is living in Memphis, TN, one can truly appreciate every second of every day living abroad. When I got my Thai visa, I savored every single second of being in Thailand. The land of milk and honey. I tasted all I wanted from the honey jar.
I've lived abroad since 2016. I've been to 12 countries total. I'm just some average guy from TN. The standard life script for me wasn't meant to go this far. I had what may have been called a cheat code. My friend from HS invited me to travel with him (at my cost) and was hired to work a remote job. So I had the money and the friend to show me my first experience in Colombia.
I feel sorry for all the nice people in America. And the animals. With all the anger I have, at least I know that I have a good heart because I genuinely want to help animals. If there is a God or higher power, I'm going to show Him in this life that I'm a good person somehow.