Is Reverse Culture Shock a Thing?

Howdy y’all! So we are down to our last 5ish weeks in Japan, and when I tell you, I can’t even sleep at night these days! I have never struggled with anxiety until now, and it’s exhausting. I NEED SLEEP! I had been ready to leave island forever, but as we approach moving day, I get more and more nervous. Between the packing, finding an apartment, finding new doctors, prepping for our trip back home, it’s a lot on our plates. I don’t know how to adult, help!!

I’m not really sure why I’m so uneasy about moving back to the country I’ve spent 18 years in. I mean, I’ve heard so much about reverse culture shock. Is it really a thing? It totally makes sense. In Japan, there are so many things we do differently here. Customer service, or should I say, the lack of, is going to take some getting used to. However, one thing I won’t miss, is the fact that there are no free refills in Japan. To top it off, the cup sizes are ridiculously small. Not really sure how Japan expects me to quench my thirst with a quarter cup of melon soda with 4 big ass ice cubes in it. Fun fact: Majority of places in Japan will refuse tips. I’m pretty excited about not having to use my Google Translate app to go grocery shopping. But the toughest transition will FOR SURE be the whole driving situation, I have no idea how long it’ll take my brain to readjust to driving on the right side of the road.

Although I’m starting to see a tiny little light at the end of the tunnel, we still have so much to do. TMO comes in a few days, and shit is about to get real. My dining room table is gone, and we are eating on the couch, #RECKLESS. My car is sold, which is kinda tragic. It’s so crazy how quickly everything is going! I honestly didn’t expect to be this emotional about leaving, but I’ve met so many amazing people here! People I’m going to miss so much, but I guess that’s all a part of the military life. Aside from the people, I’m definitely gonna miss my house! I’m gonna miss Bollywood Dreams, Hamazushi and Daiso, possibly even MaxValu (gotta get used to the Walmart life now).

But I’m so excited I get to see my parents and my sister, hopefully my brother soon! Sucks that we only get to spend a few days back home, but we are gonna make the best of it—if the jet lag allows us to. We are legit gonna be #TeamNoSleep while on vacation, since we haven’t been home in almost 3 years!! But seriously guys, all I keep thinking about is food. Gyros, Flyers, Chickfila, Bahama Breeze, I-CAN-NOT-WAIT. We get to be tourists for once, and I’m pretty thrilled about it. We basically wanna do everything except the theme parks, ain’t nobody got time for all that.

Onto Texas! Super excited for Texas. Super optimistic. Super anxious. If anyone knows somebody who knows somebody who knows anybody who lives in San Antonio, send them to my blog! I wanna know everything about everything. Best places to road trip to, favorite bars, where does everyone grocery shop? Seriously, I really wanna know your favorite hole in the wall restaurants, favorite boutiques, favorite mom & pop shops, tell me everything! If anyone knows anyone who owns any small business in San Antonio, comment below! I would love to visit as many small shops that I can!

I’m hopeful that during my transition back stateside will give me lots of inspiration for blogs, and even possible vlogs. So stay tuned everyone! I can’t wait to share with y’all the business that I’ve been prepping all throughout 2016. But seriously, I’m hoping that I can soon get my mojo back! It’s about that time to make the switch from Ash, to Whiplash *winks**twerks*.

Not Your Average Housewife.

This isn’t a post about feminism, it’s about the self-confidence of a bossy woman.

People love to tell you to “be yourself”, unless you’re a woman who likes to regulate. Newsflash; it’s 2016 and times have changed! Women can be leaders too! Crazy, right? People have this theory of how women are expected to be, and I don’t fit into that stereotypical mold (and I don’t want to). Don’t even get me started on the “Wife Roles” people think are so important. People probably didn’t expect me to ever get married, like “who would want to put up with her?” LOL I’m a lot to handle. Takes a brave man to deal with such an assertive woman.

I have a strong personality. I’m dominant, sarcastic, I’m aggressive at times. I’m bossy, I love to be in control. I’m outspoken, and stubborn. I sometimes curse like a sailor and drink like a frat boy. I have a dry sense of humor. I love wearing revealing clothes. I enjoy watching professional basketball. I have a slight obsession with Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare. I hate reading books. I think salad is disgusting. I’ve had 4 piercings, and I can’t wait to get more. I make my own decisions. I say, do, and wear whatever I want. I’m sort of a diva.

Not your average housewife huh?

Well, I’m not.

I got married at 18. I had no clue how to be a wife. I tried for MONTHS to be soft-spoken and submissive, but it didn’t work for me. I was lying to myself, and to David by being a phony Stepford Wife. Society says you’re supposed to let your husband make all the decisions for the house. L O L. I’m the boss in my house, not by choice, but by default. I’m a strong, powerful woman who can’t be chained LOL. I’m a temporary stay-at-home cat mom/housewife by choice.

It has taken such a long time for me to understand the fact that you can’t change your personality. No matter who you decide to surround yourself with, YOU ARE WHO YOU ARE. Embrace your personality, DOMINATE. For the record; just because I have a strong personality doesn’t mean I’m cruel, bitter and unkind! I’m respectful and polite to those who deserve it. I’m fairly outgoing, and I’m far from anti-social. I’m cool as [bleep], and I don’t need validation from anyone! I won’t bite my tongue for anyone. I’m not an Instagram photo, I don’t need a filter LOL I may be a [bleep] most of the time, but I’m funny as [bleep] and that’s something I’m proud of. Aren’t care free black girls the best?!


Here’s a message to the people with bold personalities:












Moral: I’m not bitter, I’m semi-sweet and guilt free.