A friend of mine posted this video on facebook. If you're a dual citizenship person, if you have moved countries in your childhood. This might be you. A 3CK.
Third Culture Kid.
It's totally describing me: Restless. Over friendly. Empathic. Prone to depression. In love with the smell of jet fuel. And I have not nearly moved around as much as those kids.
I can ramble and ramble on about this subject. I won't. I definitely don't feel sorry for myself. I feel lucky.
After high school all I wanted was to get out. First Australia, then the UK. When depression and loneliness pushed me back to Stavanger all I focused on was to stay put. Not run.
I managed to, and am still put.
My family is my home. My identity. My anchor.
It is where I am me.