i am struggling to figure out if i fit in with Australia.  it has been six months, my love affair with Melbourne becoming bittersweet.  still fascinated by what the city is teaching me yet somehow mildly frustrated by my inability to really feel embraced.  i have been told that i am “too full on”, intense even.  and that i am – emotionally charged and ever present – what you see is definitely what you get and then some.  although i am socially and culturally struggling to fit in here the one thing that constantly renews my love for melbourne – this is the place where i am finding myself.  and still that is the most important type of acceptance.  and i know that once that my self-acceptance is resolved everything else will naturally fall into place.