My social skills are in atrophy. They were not very sharp to begin with, but after a year and a half abroad, I'm starting to have real problems. First off, shhh, I'm blogging. Yikes. Second, my need to converse seems to be cumulative. The result of this is that when I do find someone to talk to, I assault them with conversation.
I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO LISTEN TO ME!!!!
You can imagine the effect that has.
Actually, most people seem to take it in stride. If I'm lucky, they're also a foreigner and feeling just as isolated as I am and we just beat each other into the ground. But sometimes I accidentally unleash on an unsuspecting Italian.
I was pissed off today and I carried this stupid pissed off feeling around with me all day because I just didn't have anyone to vent to. It was driving me nuts. I kept telling myself to just let it go, it's a silly thing to be upset about... but I just couldn't shake it.
Poor Michele. He's one of the guys at work that speaks some English. I was trying to stick to casual conversation, fearing what might happen to what little relationship there was between us if I unleashed my brewing frustrations. But he's also one of those wonderful people that asks you how you're doing and really wants to know. And such a kind face.
UGH. I exploded all over him after lunch, just as we would normally have simply parted ways. I could even see the reeling in his face in the process but I just couldn't disengage. What a trooper. He hung in there and actually conversed with me about the situation. Validation. Empathy. And hardly any signs of shell shock. Ugh, this should be so much easier. But I think Michele and I could actually become friends. I just wish I didn't have to feel like a socially inept science dork in the process... oh, wait...
Hmmm...Maybe you just jumped an important barrier?ReplyDelete
I am sorry you feel so isolated by the language barrier. I can imagine that is really tough.ReplyDelete
I used to feel that way when I was at stay at home Mom with my baby. I would bombard anyone I could with as much conversation as possible. Of course now that my son is speaking I really miss the quiet! :)
I know, know, know what you mean. sometimes seeing a westerner in the street i want to chase them down. talk to me!ReplyDelete
We word people feel marooned among "other-speakers." We're here for you! aloha-ReplyDelete
derfina... I know. I find my best friends only after taking those unnerving risks.ReplyDelete
Janna... I agree.
Cloudia... thanks, my island friend ;)
I know exactly how you feel! There are days when i just start yelling at the cars that are honking at me and the people hissing at me because they don't understand and i don't understand.ReplyDelete
But this is one time i totally understand. **Hugs**
You took the leap , now just run with it and see where it goes !! Good times are ahead !!ReplyDelete
I do this too!ReplyDelete
Ok ! First steps taken. Wonderful ! The road must lead somewhere.ReplyDelete