Eduardo. A 22 y/o Salvadoran-Australian currently studying in Tokyo.
I tried to psyche myself up as much as I could for the culture shock when I arrived here but it still hit me like a truck when it did. That last post made me think about something a new friend had said earlier today about Japanese men in onsen (traditional communal bathhouses); They have absolutely no shame about their bodies, so many Westerners (including myself) feel really awkward getting naked in front of a bunch of guys but you quickly realise no one really cares. And I haven’t seen it for myself yet, but in the onsen you can apparently sometimes see dudes cleaning each other’s junk like its nothing. My friend said there’s a very very thin line between what’s gay and what isn’t here, but the moment you actually say the word ‘gay’ they all suddenly get very macho and offended. But it’s indeed true that much of Japan’s history is riddled with homosexual undertones. Shit’s just so different here, and it’s actually really straining trying to remember sometimes what can be considered appropriate and what can’t.
I respect this country so much for that, for being so stubbornly unique. Like yeah the Japanese dress in mostly Western clothes and Tokyo is just a sea of skyscrapers, but even walking through Shinjuku you see the odd kimono flicking through the breeze and clerks standing outside brand name stores like Chanel and H&M respectfully calling out ‘irrashaimase!’, beckoning customers to come in.
And like there’s this bunch of artsy photos/pictures on this notice board in my dorm and a couple are of two dudes kissing and I’m like WHAT IS THIS? What does it mean? Are you cool with this? Did you have queer dorm mates in the past? Is someone here gay? TELL ME
I’m probably going to nut after like a minute if/when I do eventually hook up here bc I’m truly suffering. No one knows about me yet, I’m still trying to suss everyone out and gauged that coming out to them will probably make everything really awkward, my apps won’t work and I’ve only wanked like twice since arriving bc roommate and very little privacy.
This is what nightmares are made of
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