Well, bizarre as it is I had a course today where we had to do quizzes, and I ended up represented as a turtle, a bunny, and the characteristics of 'a child of war or displaced child', a separate category. Thank God the last one was only seen by my partner, a guy I just met & he thought it was actually quite cool. OMG. So I realize that I guess maybe these things that seem to make some sense are not as bizarre as I feared. Since otherwise I feel really badly to even juxtapose those realities to my own. Really really weird, anyway, the timing. Well, all of it. It seems like some kind of 'mistake', to me.
And they said living in a foreign country is exhausting because there is so much to learn as regards interpreting info, something we do with ptsd always, I think. So I realize feeling this way is 'normal'. And I realize I don't cut myself that slack. I don't think many of us do.
Despite a horrendous chest infection & feeling fairly mortified at all these thoughts I ended up asked to go watch the hockey game, but I only knew one of the guys & decided against it. I realize that it feels nice to hide this stuff somewhat, or for others not to notice as badly as I fear, & also just be able to say 'no thanks' without worrying about any of it, even if it's partly because of it. I don't have to explain.