In the dream, I regretted every moment of it. There wasn’t a particular reason for hating it, other than I just felt unbelievably awkward. Every feeling of insecurity and discomfort I experienced in my gawky adolescent and teen years came flooding back. When I woke up, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief that I was safe and sound in my present self and life.
My 10-year high school reunion is fast approaching. High school classmates are chattering about it on Facebook and MySpace. And I keep thinking to myself, “Will I go?”
On one hand, it might be fun. The thought of getting reacquainted with old friends is intriguing. What is everyone doing? How have people changed? On the other hand, I just don’t know if I want to go there. And by “there,” I mean back to old social dynamics, previous friendships, and my high school self. I had a relatively good, non-traumatic high school experience, but still.
I imagine that it would feel odd to step back into that world after changing so much. My life and who I am are so different from what they were, as I’m sure is the case with most people. Will attending my high school reunion feel too foreign? Will I get caught up in comparing myself to other people’s accomplishments? I don’t know if I’m prepared for that.
So I pitch the question back to you. Would/did you attend your high school reunion? Why or why not?