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I had some interesting conversations with my sister and some friends in the last few weeks that got me thinking.
“I think I am not a TCK anymore.”
This sounded weird to me at first, harsh even.
How can you just let go of everything you’ve experienced, not acknowledge your past and the many blessings that came with it?
But I think this is not what they meant.
To call yourself a TCK can easily become your excuse.
Your protective shield.
Your wall to hide behind.
No, I won’t settle here because I am bound to move all my life anyway.
No, I won’t meet new people because my best friends live on another continent anyway.
No, I will never fit in here because as a TCK I cannot fit in anywhere.
If being a TCK leads to hiding and excuses, then you use the wonderful experiences you had as a stumbling block to move on and might keep yourself from many more blessings.
Moving on doesn’t mean forgetting everything else.
As TCKs we should be free of the constant victim and excuse mentality, holding us back from enjoying life, as fragmented and multi-faceted it may be.
So what makes a TCK a TCK?
I am not quite ready to give up the term yet.
I am ready to let go of calling myself a victim and rather see myself as benefactor of this life I’ve been given to live.
Yet, the older I get and the more I enter into new stages of life I feel I cannot NOT be a TCK.
Here and there, in small and big thoughts, decisions, factors I see how my past shapes my present and my future.
This is nothing to be scared of or hide behind, but I feel TCKs should be aware of this and embrace the “TCK seeds” that now bear fruits.
This is an issue I am not done with yet, and I would be really interested to hear from YOU!
Are you an older TCK and have had similar questions? How do you define yourself as a TCK? How do you have problems with the TCK identity?