I may have accidentally skipped most of my childhood. No, I wasn't part of a weird experiment involving cryogenic chambers, and no I didn't have a massive head trauma leading to an extended comatose state. I simply grew in comparison to the life events around me, and some of those life events were tough and stretching. I tell you ("you" now includes readers from Israel and South America-hello) because the next paragraph may make more sense within the context of my inexperience with certain mental development stages of childhood.
I am experiencing social puberty. Keep in mind, I was home schooled and therefor "missed out" on the great high school drama stage. Now that I'm back from my totally dependent infantile stage of living in another country (I grew a lot through that as well), I am experiencing the uncertainty and awkwardness of not knowing how to perceive others or how I am perceived. "Do they like me"" "What does that look mean?" "Did I say too much?" I guess part of the reentry process is regrowing socially and mentally. You have to relearn the rules and your specific position in the game.
It sounds extreme doesn't it? Well, it is.
Well, you just used cryogenic chambers in a reflective blog post so I'd say you've gained another huge point in my "like" column. (The tally is rather too large for counting though.) However, as this is social puberty, I'm not sure if a nerdy, noise-making, quirky displaced musician would be considered the "in-crowd"...
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