This is the topic of a whole chapter in the book “Third Culture Kids: The Experience of Growing Up Among Worlds”
About a year ago, I realized that I was feeling a bit blue. I couldn’t put my finger on the cause, though. I had everything I could ever want. It wasn’t until my boyfriend and I had a conversation about my childhood hopping from country to country that I realized that I was still feeling the grief of all of those good-byes that I had said to each set of best friends. Over and over and over again. That, and saying good-bye to my family after every Christmas, every summer break, and not seeing them for months on end. Each good-bye was like a rock, weighing down on me. It was starting to take its toll on me.
That’s when I turned to the book and realized that it is not uncommon for TCKs to feel this way. While these feelings are muted on a day-to-day basis, they are always in the background and can surface unexpectedly. I know that’s not necessarily the most comforting thought, but it’s something we TCKs all live with each day and is just a part of us.