Is it normal to be hated for being smarter than your neighbors

In my better times, I had lived in New York city for 5 years and Montreal in Canada for 3 years. I have spent at least 2 years travelling through Europe, Africa and SE Asia. I have seen the glories of the world and my life has been definitely enriched by those positive experiences. From the Eiffel Tower to the straits of Bosporus that divide Europe and Asia to the Victoria Falls to Khao San Road in Bangkok and the Gaijin quarters in Tokyo. I had loved every moment of my abroad stint.

I'm having a lot of trouble coping with my present surroundings in Fucksville, a non-descript city of 250,000-300,00 people but it could well be located on Planet Mars. I don't want to use the real name because I'm really too embarrassed to admit this city's existence on the world map. This is the place perhaps, where MEDIOCRITY was born. I hate it here but I just don't have a fucking choice. I'm financially broke with no savings and a ton of debt. Out of all the places on God's blue Earth, this is the only town where I could find a decent job. It's been over eight months since I moved back but I'm hating every second of my existence.

People here are so damn insular they are immensely suspicious of my types. All they care about is big homes, cars, getting married, raising children. The women in this town are definitely very interested in me but I hate them. They have whore-like tendencies and adultery is rife. I mean this town's second biggest business must be massage parlors and brothels. The guys are kinda sleazy and the women have absolutely no class.

This town is such a shithole all the good people I once knew moved out during college and are leading highly sucessful careers. When they see my Facebook status they are like "What the fuck? What the fuck are you doing back in Fucksville?"

I mean I do feel belonged in my ex-hometown but it's a strange love-hate relationship. It's like a ghost from the haunted past. I mean I don't even need the GPS to go just about anywhere. In fact, I'm renting an apartment with three other people in the exact neighborhood where my parents used to own a home. They moved out long back and live 2500 miles away.

I'm having problems everyday and everywhere. Maybe it's my attitude but I don't really share my travel stories with anyone here because I know these insular frog-in-the-well types don't like my kind. Today a cop ticketed me because "he didn't like my face". I can almost feel the envy percolating through everyone. I have no-one talk to except supermarket salespersons and the folks working at the local McDonald's, KFC and Dunkin Donuts. For some reason, they are the only people that appear normal to me.

At the workplace, everyone gives me shit for being from "Noo Yawk City". Most of them have never been to within 1000 miles of New York. Even my boss resents me for being so well-travelled.

I happen to have working fluency in French which I had picked up during my stay in Montreal. Here I have no-one to practice my French speaking skills with. The townspeople eat a lot of "French Fries" and that's it about their awareness of France as a nation, and French culture.

I get taunts and jibes for everything I do or say. At work, I'm not allowed to raise my voice because everyone hates my "yuppie" accent. There is a strong climate of resentment and sullen faces everywhere. Of course there are a few good people here and there but I don't want to get deeply entangled with them because they associate with these stupid types.

I'm given the LEAST amount of consideration anywhere. I'm broke but everyone expects that I must be loaded with cash.

I'm planning to escape from this shit-hole like I did once before. But in order to do that, I need to make some money, get rid of my present debts and keep my sanity. It would take a minimum of 1 year.

I need a mechanism to cope in this town till that time. I'm feeling so disillusioned and demoralized. It feels as if a part of me is dying each day I spend in Fucksville.