I have noticed that ever-since I moved here I have not really unpacked. I’ve always had it in the back of my mind that I’m not staying here forever and I’ll be leaving.
What made me notice this is, last weekend I went to hang out with my friend a non-TCK. I was telling her about how much I love the extra pillows I have because my roommate is away for the summer. Then she suggested that I buy pillows and I told her that was definitely not happening, think about the packing… Then she asked me what is the big deal with me and moving? That statement got me thinking.
There is a very big difference between my room and my friends room. She buys a fridge, I rent a fridge. She buys a microwave oven, the oven in the main kitchen is good for me. She wants to purchase a carpet with matching curtains and that doesn’t even appear on my shopping list. She wants to really settle down and make the place her home. Apparently also a lot of my other friends are like that too. With me, its like I’ve always had one foot outside the door.
Its not just that but even my relationships with people – I don’t like being too attached/close to people. Like some of my friends in my passport country only knew that I liked painting during my farewell party because my parents displayed my Art. Anyway, I also met some really nice guys here but I didn’t want to take it any more than just friends because I know that I’m going to leave.
In January I realised I have two years before I graduate and I was sad because this place is now a part of me. Goodbyes hurt me too much, so much it’s keeping me from really living. How do you deal with this?
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