This isn't a clinical issue I'm dealing with here, but I'm rather HIGHLY unhappy and uncomfortable with people. Especially english speaking people. Back at home in Virginia I rarely left my house, wouldn't even stop my car to get gas if it meant seeing a living soul, and was rather quite content hiding in my home safe and unbothered by people's words and thoughts.. Well a bit before I came over to join my husband, here in Korea, I was outside of a gas station hiding in a friend's jeep, waiting for him to come back with some alcohol (no worries I'm of age, just petrified of public) when I noticed two people speaking rapidly. I went to "freak out", when I soon came to discover that they were in fact not speaking any English and then I became immediately calm and delighted with the idea that I had no idea what they were carrying on about.. so the very idea of being in a foreign country where no one would understand me and vice versa, was VERY exciting! Then I get here, and discover that I was right! I love walking around this city, I love seeing Korean people ignoring me left and right...then BAM, there's Camp Red Cloud. The place that we (my husband and I) unfortunately have to venture to more often than not and it's pretty unbearable. I feel like I'm back home and scared again. To make it worse it seems like everyone we meet, *shudder* other couples are constantly bombarding us with, "Oh we won't let you stay cooped up in that apartment all day! You'll have to come out to see the city, you'll hang out with other army wives! Here, here get our number!" And I grip my man's hand, grit my teeth, and shout things in my skull. Things that are irrational when these people are just trying they're best to comfort me in this "hard" adjusting time. I'm doing just fine. Whose to say who I am and that I want anything to do with anyone? I didn't come here to be with the strangers that surround my husband and his job. I came here to see him and hide away from all that was America, in our lovely unfurnished apartment! I would like to know if I'm killing myself mentally or is it possible that all of the people I've turned down and ignored countless times have no idea who I am and how I can be? As I write this I feel immature and rude, but please, hidden Americans in South Korea, hear my/read my words and tell me if you've been hiding as well??