For some people returning home is easy. For others is not. There are good days and not so good days. Then there are crappy days. Tuesday was a crappy day.
Many repatriates – or whatever they/we are called – invest a lot of energy in positive thinking, taking a day at the time, and doing things that bring happiness into their lives. I guess for many this works. For some it might end up being a mask that at some point becomes too heavy to wear.
Tuesday was a crappy day.
Already in the morning there was a slight uneasy feeling, and the whole idea of getting to the office and being productive felt nearly impossible. Then there was an unconstructive meeting with a few misunderstandings and clashes of personalities. Which is fine and normal, as these do happen. But with an uneasy mindset negative thinking unfortunately took over.
This wasn’t the best starting point for a late afternoon two hour meeting with Talky’s teacher and a special teacher. I think I once wrote in my Finnish blog that in Finland Talky probably would get ADHD status. Well, it took less than three months in Finland to get started with that. Not that it’s bad to get help if/when needed – quite the opposite – but at the moment I feel that there just is a little too much to handle. Plus moving to Finland has been a huge change for someone who has spent more than half of his life in a completely opposite culture, had very little exposure to all-of-the-sudden-gained personal freedom, and has been used to a way more fun oriented and social school and lifestyle. Combined with parents making the big mistake of putting him in a grade too high. Which we cannot reverse now.
The evening ended with Talky’s phone being “grounded” for two days due to unpermitted gaming. One thing I really really really hate here is the culture of mobile phones playing such an important role in children’s lives.
Some of our repatriation wise more experienced friends told me, that the first year back in Finland will be horrible. More or less a survival game. We still have nine months to go of that horrible year. I wonder if we all will be on meds by then.