There is something very strange about being a senior and having almost every adult around you ask, “So, where are you going to college?” While I’m researching universities, writing essays, keeping up with school and extracurriculars, and trying to take care of my mental health, I’m also realizing how easy it is to feel like I should already have my future figured out. As a TCK, choosing a university also means imagining a new place to call home.

Can you miss a place you barely remember? Growing up between countries can make the idea of home surprisingly complicated. Sometimes the places that shaped us most are the ones we remember the least, living on through family stories, old photographs, familiar smells and fragments of childhood. This is a reflection on memory, migration and the strange feeling of belonging to places we can no longer fully remember.

A few days ago everything felt normal. School, homework, complaining about assignments, making plans for the weekend. The usual rhythm of life. Then suddenly everything paused. School stopped. Many of us are staying home for safety. Friends are packing bags and flying to different countries. Some families are leaving temporarily. The group chats that usually talk about homework or random memes now look completely different. People are sharing flight updates, rumors, ques

Living between cultures can be both exciting and challenging. As a Third Culture Kid (TCK), you might find yourself juggling different identities, languages, and expectations. This unique experience can sometimes affect your mental well-being in ways others might not fully understand. That’s why creating a mental well-being blog tailored for TCKs can be a powerful way to share stories, offer support, and build a community where you feel seen and heard. In this post, I’ll walk

So, are you going home for the holidays? Where is home? People usually mean well. They’re being friendly and probably just trying to make small talk. If you’ve lived in one place your whole life, home is obvious. You simply say a country, city, town, or maybe even a neighborhood, and you move on. However, if you’ve lived in three or more places, changed schools, left friends, and learned to blend in quickly, answering those types of questions can be tricky. So when someone a

Moving to a new country changes a lot more than just your address. For expat kids like me, it means learning to fit into a place where the language, culture, and even the small everyday things feel unfamiliar. People see the “adventure” side of it, but they don’t always see how tough it can be on their mental health. When you leave your home country, you also leave friends, family traditions, and the comfort of knowing how things work. Suddenly, you’re the “new kid” again,