Rick Sprit Says:
April 19th, 2009 at 1:39 pm
Time to go home, brother.
I'm sure you didn't grow up in a developed Western country and get a better higher education than most Japanese people could ever dream of so that you can go move to some country where you're going to be treated like some slob who snuck in on a turnip truck.
Japan is a blast for a few years when you're in your 20's, but the B.S. gets too stale to stay there long term. I had my fun there for a handful of years, but your story is an extreme example of the same Japanese sentiment that woke me up from the fun and sent me back home where I ultimately belong. They don't really want us there long-term anyway. They want us to come over for a year or two, sip some green tea, visit some temples, then buzz off back to gaikoku and tell everyone how unique and enchanted Japan is. If we stay longer than that, we might learn that their poop smells bad, too, and they don't want that.
So, time to head home. Your wife will love it there, trust me.
All my sympathies for losing your child.