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Stay Healthy Out There…
Hey. Like a lot of what you’ll encounter in Peace Corps, the issue of mental health will vary widely from person to person; there’s no catch-all when it comes to what you can expect or how to address it. However. I’ve written up a quick blurb briefly discussing what I’ve personally experienced, and how I’ve personally dealt with it. My hope is that even if you don’t relate exactly to what I have to say, you can take some inspiration from it and make it your own. 好不好?
The good news is that, when it comes to mental health, what works for you back home will still work for you here; you just need to adapt it a little bit, you need to Chinese-ify it.
Before coming to China, I lived in Portland, Oregon (you ever been? it’s seriously great). As a young man of the pacific northwest, I found my me-time in Forest Park, or hiking around Mt. Hood, or out in a state park by the coast.
Those kinds of spaces gave me the time, quiet, and good juju I needed to right myself, do some thinking, and see something cool all at the same time.
Now, ‘righting yourself’ is important. You’re all alone in a weird place, and that can wear on you pretty hard at times. And while Chongqing doesn’t have a Forest Park or Multnomah Falls, what it does have are Buddhist and Taoist Temples. And for me, that does it.
Temples are quiet. There are few people. They smell nice (the temples, I mean). And they’re absolutely beautiful. It didn’t take me long to find one right by my school.
And I lucked out. The temple by my school is actually a monastery that houses over 30 Buddhist monks and nuns (robes and all), a gigantic golden Buddha statue, and most importantly for me, an outdoor teahouse.
The teahouse inside the monastery gives me the quiet time I need away from the craziness that is Chongqing: the constant noise, the stares, the wild dogs, and 15 million other people being around all the time – and it allows me an opportunity to recharge. I quickly realized this was going to be my Forest Park – this was going to be best place for me to find my me-time.
And so it was. I go there at least once a week. I sit at a small wooden table, ask for a cup of flower tea, and enjoy the air away from the highways, the sound of the wind in the trees, and the occasional nods from monks. It’s not Cannon Beach, but it does the job, and that’s the important thing.
5 Steps to Keeping Your Marbles 
1. Be more deliberate and proactive about this stuff. ‘Maintaining’ will take a lot more effort here than it does back home. You need to be deliberate about it. More than once I’ve had to force myself out of my apartment even though I didn’t want to because I knew I needed it.
2. Start a few little habits early on; hang out at the same noodle shop every Monday afternoon, spend Sunday evenings with a cool shop-owner. I’m totally serious. I bring my dinners downstairs to a shop-owner most Sundays now and eat with her. She has her bowl of rice, I have my plate of stir-fried veggies, and we keep each other company. It feels really good.
3. Find a way to make something you like very much in the States possible here, and then do it often. (I visit the temple at least once a week. That place is a God Buddha send).
4. Be ready for the challenge. This advice is good, but it’s no magic spell. Be ready for what Calvin’s dad calls ‘character building.’
5. Finally, don’t forget about your fellow PCVs! It’s easy to disappear within your site; don’t hesitate to reach out to a neighboring volunteer and meet for a quick dinner of goat and ‘laowai-time.’
…I’m interested in what other pcvs think about this. What has your experience been like staying sane out there? What do you do? What’s been difficult about that? What is this list missing?



