Unexpected Side Effects of Emigrating From the US
Sunshine, Roses, Trials, and Tribulations
Elizabeth Silleck La Rue
12/5/20241 min read


There were a few things I knew I was seeking when emigrating: shrinking my amygdala to a healthy size and reducing the constant flood of cortisol and adrenaline was one.
Better health, both mental and physical, was another (lowered blood pressure, fewer intrusive thoughts, an overall reduction in my symptoms of generalized anxiety and all that comes along with that).
I knew I could not go on in the state of hypervigilance, and I really didn’t want to. I wanted to be able to go outside with my husband without looking over my shoulder.
I knew I was desperately seeking relief from the crushing cost of living, which exacerbated the anxiety and kept me working in unhealthy situations out of financial need.
I knew I needed to feel free.
By the grace of all energy in the Universe in all of the forms humans might give it, all of these goals have been achieved. In the last 27 months, the psychological and emotional healing that have occurred are miraculous.
I can’t imagine going back to an environment where I am constantly triggered and subjected to hostility just for existing with my family. Where I fear every time my husband goes out to the store. Where my neighbors have signs on their lawns that equate the likes of DJT to Jesus.