God, that's heart breaking man.
I remember up until middle school I really had no social skills whatsoever. I didn't need them, I was so good at just keeping everything to myself. Then Boom! Crushes. Boom! Friends. Boom! Hobbies.
When people get honest with me, they tell me that there's something just a little off about me. I don't know if that's due to ADD (if such a thing exists) or my background. But I tend to say strange things and I'm pretty clumsy. I was bullied pretty mercilessly back in New Zealand for it.
My mobile early life afforded me the space I needed to recreate myself and my image. The New Zealand me is not the same as my Korean me. The American me is not the same as my New Zealand me. The American me was not the same as the Spanish me. Each time I rebuild myself I'm just slightly better than before.
Now that I'm on my own, I feel the desperate need to remake myself again. Today I started filling out a passport application so that I have the space I need to rebuild. I'm thinking of moving back to New Zealand and starting something new.
Does that make any sense?
I have four years on you. That doesn't seem like much time but it's long enough to completely change my world-view several times over.
Hey... I don't know if you misspelt "Bethesda" into "Bedestha" but if you did are you a Marylander?