Cara Simona,
reading your email I understand that, in fact, we have several things in common, after following roads a little different.
I did it myself the procedure to Skilled Worker, but I came "even" with a work permit sponsored by the company that hired me at the time. My first job after graduation (or rather, I received the offer even before) in my area too. So a nice blow to sit. I believe my experience in Canada is deep enough, because I got to live in the province first, in reality a Canadian of 99%, and then move to Toronto, having a relatively comprehensive view of what is the Canadian company. In short: from the flat (for me) a small town in southern Ontario, to the exciting (again my opinion) of downtown Toronto, while maintaining the same work in the company. The work for me was the great attraction to move to Canada, and at least initially I was very pleased with the professional part. Less satisfactory was the social life of the province, based on staying at home, shoveling snow, friendships are very limited, with colleagues disquisitions on weather / hockey / basements / loans and sadness spread. This was the view that at least I did the first part of my Canadian experience.
The second part, this time in downtown Toronto, but was very different and very positive. The work was not the only thing in my life, I just did a lot of friends of all nationalities, I went out every night, I engaged in cultural activities and so on. I met a beautiful woman, who is still my companion. Even decided to buy a condo.
All this was fantastic, but over time I began to think about. Last year was decisive for me and I came to important conclusions.
First I got to thinking about my "status" in Canada. Although I had all that an immigrant can ask a host country, I did not feel even the least part of Canadian society. I created my own little world in Toronto, true, but everything in my lifestyle, then it was light years away from that of the 'Canadian' - I hope you do not get me wrong with this term. My goals were to grow professionally and temperamentally, to know people and new places, to create and maintain strong social relationships, to travel, to read, but also to have fun, take risks, to live a little 'hand to mouth. My friends - people I have so much affectionate - were anything but Canadian Europe, Asia, the Middle - Eastern, Italian and of course several "newcomers". My lifestyle was very Italian, from eating, dressing, al mio carattere, alle mie abitudini. A me francamente dell'hockey non è mai importato granché, come neanche del basket e del baseball. Ho sempre amato parlare di attualità, politica, storia, geografia, scienza, cucina, piuttosto che di linee di credito, di macchine nuove, di maltempo e di ridipingere la facciata di casa.
Come vedi cara Simona, mi sentivo un pò in un mondo tutto mio. Un pò come se fossi un eterno espatriato. Il Canada è un paese bellissimo per questo genere di cose, puoi mantenere le tue identità ed essere rispettato o anche ammirato in certi casi. Però come capisci, seemed a contradiction in this situation remain for life, in this sort of limbo characterized by not share many of these companies'. My problem of course.
Alongside this reflection may be a little complex and very personal then took over other more practical problems. I did gradually realize that Canada, from certain points of view is very little developed: health is rather backward in my opinion, much of the infrastructure - from transport to the TTC (Toronto but perhaps not those of, for example. At provincial or inter-provincial ) are not at the levels of Western countries, idem with regard to pension and other social aspects. In addition, for the first time I understood what it means to live 12 months in a row with the weather and what effect this has on people: winter 2008 (top) was one of the most cold and snowy in recent years (remember that the budget TO went to the town of red due to the expenses of snow removal), the summer was terrible (rain and storms all the time), and then winter again. Finally, the big problem: work. My ex-position, however interesting and important for my career now, had reached saturation. The pay was decent, but I would never make you jump for joy, nor support a family at acceptable levels, because volevo vivere a Toronto e non nella campagna sperduta canadese. Facevo il pendolare con la macchina, situazione non ideale dal punto di vista pratico, economico ed ecologico. Durante l'intero 2008 cominciai quindi a guardarmi intorno, sia internamente alla mia ex compagnia sia esternamente. Mi resi conto - con mia somma sorpresa - che in realtà le opportunità in Canada erano molto limitate, almeno per noi ingegneri. Nonostante i miei anni di esperienza, un Master Degree, referenze Canadesi, esperienza Canadese, un profilo professionale/inter-personale che ritengo di tutto rispetto, e centinaia di CVs inviati arrivai alla conclusione che... non c'era posto migliore di dove stavo già. Che però come ti dicevo, non era un lavoro di lusso e dove tra another found that the internal mobility was not the most exciting. I understand your frustration when you talk to me about work, I felt myself like that. Indeed I think it's normal when someone who studied, sacrificed himself and is professionally and humanly valid - in short, someone like us - has left their country to go so far .. only to discover a reality not in line with its expectations. I would add that in Canada the business aspect is very important, for better or for worse: without a decent job, you're nobody and you do not even quite a good life. Have little chance in the place where it is immigrants, despite education and qualifications, is a hard thing to swallow down. I've seen and heard sorts of things on this issue, the matter of "Canadian Experience", titles of immigrants are not recognized, the engineers paid little (speech started many times with fellow Canadian), the excuse of the economic crisis. I do not know which of these elements prevails, I think the question is simple: in Canada, alas, many areas are already saturated, especially those that require a degree of professionalism. For this is not easy to find / change jobs in their field, that's all. Sure, there are certainly more dynamic areas, like finance or marketing, but in general, my opinion does not change. One thing I noticed - and certainly have done well thou good looking you are - is that in Canada you can make some money if you're a small business yourself. In the second work, aziendina home, or putting you to do freelance. Things are a bit 'all in Canada, you see him or see him. Things, however, I have always kept away, I will not live to work like the 99% of people there. And if I can give you some advice, do not expect too much of great friendships at work, especially if your colleagues are all Chinese. For heaven's sake, I, with many of them get along, especially with Hongkongesi, but may take some time and patience and in any case make it difficult if common cause. I also do not tied to work ever so much, and I was in the company of 1000 people.
Arriving at the end of this story ... in July last year, while I was disappointed by the stagnation and work began while the first signs of crisis in Canada, I put my resume on Monster, for the first time in my life. Well from that moment I began to receive dozens of offers from European companies (UK and Germany in particular), some even from the UAE. At the end of the month I was holding an offer from a large European company, among other customer of the Canadian company where I worked. I realized that my Canadian experience was about to conclude and it was time to open new doors.
decided to leave Canada to return to Europe. Surely the emotional part has played an important role in Europe I was missing - and with it Italy, even if they are returned home. But it was above all a rational question, linked to opportunities, quality of life, the benefits and wages in my case that today's Europe has to offer. In short, all relatively simple and straightforward. Sure, some things I miss in Canada: friends (but, as such, will remain), the lifestyle of "urban" in Toronto, the beautiful house. All important things for charity, but related mostly to the side of nostalgia in me and that as you know I had to sacrifice for others, even in the perspective of a family that one day I will be here in Europe and in Canada. To date, more and more convinced of the goodness of my choice. I'm happy, the place where I am I really like, and 'exactly as it sounds. I think it unlikely I'll move again, unless unforeseen events. 
