What it means to be a TCK and an Introvert

I was extremely shy as a child. In elementary school, on most days I could get away without uttering a single word during class. Although today I’m not as extremely introverted as before and I can label (if I must) myself as an extroverted introvert, at my core, I still associate myself as an introvert.

As a natural introvert, I started to think – how did my introverted-ness impact my experiences growing up as a TCK? Here are a few things I thought of: (see if you can relate, fellow introverted TCKs!) Read More

Familiarity doesn’t equal love

Familiarity doesn’t equal love

On the first night of my Seattle trip, as my boyfriend and I were driving down the streets of Bellevue, Washington, I commented, “You know… Seattle is becoming more and more foreign to me everytime I visit.” I felt a tinge of sadness as I said that. To think that Seattle, my so-called 2nd home where I spent my college years (my “developmental” early 20s), was becoming associated with foreignness felt hypocritical. I never thought I would feel this way. So much of who I am today was based around my lifestyle in Seattle. My values and habits are heavily influenced by the Emerald City. I always used to say without a hint of hesitation about how much I loved the city and how much I would love to come back and live there. Then for me to come back and feel like I’m in a foreign place? That was hard to accept even as I said it. Read More