Un-settled..
Well, first off, I’d like to say hello to everyone, since I haven’t been around in a while, and second off, I would like to discuss something with you lovely people. 
As some of you may know, I now am in college, studying Life Science Communications (Science writing) and I only am at my “home” (the house I grew up in) during the summer and winter holidays, as well as the odd weekend when I come home. So, this winter holiday of mine is extra long this year, because I’ll be studying in China this spring (only for 5 months). My mom has taken full advantage of me being home by setting me to work on various chores and renovation tasks. Among those, were trading bedrooms with her.
I don’t like it at all. I’m relatively lucky to have spent 13 of my soon-t0-be 20 years in this house, and having to move out of my childhood room has been tough. I know that I’ll be getting the third bedroom, when it gets renovated this summer, and it will be a more “grown-up” room, and I can decorate it as I wish. But it still isn’t my childhood room. And I even waited 5 years for that to get renovated before! I mean, it’s just a room, and I’m dealing with the adjustment.
However, I’ve come to the realization that everyone seems to realize (that I’ve noticed here anyway) that my “home” is no longer my home. This childhood home of mine isn’t MY home. I love the city I study in, and I actually miss being at school because I love it so much! This is a tough transition, but I’m starting to slowly get my own things into my new room. I got some new sheets, and I’ll actually have more cabinet space in this new room than I’ve ever had.
Any tips on how to deal with this realization?
Laura
Well, I was born in Finland in 1988, lived in Germany for a year (when I was 1 year old, so I don't remember...does that count?) and then when I was 2 I moved to the US. I've lived in Finland for a year for a "foreign exchange" though I lived with my uncle's family, and I've spent a semester in China learning Chinese. (My fourth language, after English-of course, Finnish, German-studied for 6 years) OH! And I'm also a big anime fan, and I love Japanese, Italian, Finnish, and Chinese food. :)Related Posts
4 Comments to “Un-settled..”
January 14th, 2008 at 5:44 pm
Sorry, I don’t think I can help. I realized that my “home” wasn’t my home far before anyone else thought so and the last time I was in my longest-lasting childhood bedroom, I felt like screaming and running far, far away from it
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January 17th, 2008 at 10:43 pm
I remember going to my childhood bedroom, and it was a nostalgic experience. It did provide some comfort, but the reality is it’s never YOUR “home”. Things changed.
So I wouldn’t call it my home. Maybe a temporary dwelling! I’m sure that after a few weeks in your new room, you’ll settle and feel adjusted.
Give it some time and let us know how it goes!
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January 18th, 2008 at 2:21 am
This topic makes me think of the movie Garden State - have you ever seen it USAFinn? It’s a very good movie (in my opinion at least), in particular the scene in the swimming pool when they’re discussing this very issue.
As for me, I’m like Tess, I haven’t had a ‘home’ in years. My bedroom where my parents live is my ’space’, but it’s not home anymore, it’s just a place to put my junk until I find something to do with it or some other place to put it. On the other hand, I have a lot of things I’ve picked up in the countries I’ve lived in and travelled to (souvenirs, items with sentimental value, etc.) so in a way it’s ‘home’ to me - or at least the atmosphere is the closest thing I have to one at the moment. It’s just the location which isn’t right.
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January 18th, 2008 at 4:55 am
this sort of happened to me. my parents moved into the house where they still reside (moved out for a couple of years at one point but moved back in like 7 years ago) when i was 11 years old. so i have had “my room” for a minute. and then when i was in college, when my parents moved back into that house they decided to change my room into an office because they we were both semi retired but running their own businesses. when i came “home” after college i was put in my sister’s room, which is bigger, more space, a better view and furthur from my parents (when we initially started building the house i was 9 and declared loud and clear that i wanted the room closest to mama and papa’s!) than my original room.
but yeah, unfortunately i am like the others, moving rooms is very easy for me. they are “mine” as long as i have them and then they are someone else’s. didn’t help that in boarding school you change rooms every year for the forst two, and then every term thereafter. that’s 3 times a year! so i was so used to it. then there was the house i lived in when i stated college, my dorm room and the 3 flats i occupied. ugh, i can’t even begin with rooms.
i say, just pretend you are somewhere completely different, and your childhood room is waiting for you, completely untouched somewhere and this is a choice!
you know….fake it til you make it!
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