They said it would happen, and it happened to me.
I heard from a couple of expats before that you hit a 3 month wall after you leave home. You get a big pang of homesickness and you get into a stupor -- you can't think about going about your normal daily life and you can't distract yourself either.
I thought I would be stronger than that. I thought I could distract myself (via good ol' retail therapy).
Alas it hit me. Had some friends visit, got some calls from old friends and text from the boys A and M. Didn't help that I was already starting to feel it...and not that I minded hearing from them. It was just an emo bomb.
And it resulted in a paralyzing antisocial weekend. I couldn't leave the house. Not to do anything -- no errands nor fun trips. (Well except to Borders but that's a given coz it's next door and they had them discount coupons oooh). Its like nothing I would see out there would be enough to take the place of what I'm missing. So why bother?
(And so I missed an opportunity for a Halloween event abroad...and so not like me.) And I have to stop shopping lest I become too high-maintenance even for myself.
I know 2 sure things about myself: I hibernate when I am distressed and I eat my feelings. Dammit! Must.Hit.The.Gym.Tomorrow!
I thought I would be stronger than that. I thought I could distract myself (via good ol' retail therapy).
Alas it hit me. Had some friends visit, got some calls from old friends and text from the boys A and M. Didn't help that I was already starting to feel it...and not that I minded hearing from them. It was just an emo bomb.
And it resulted in a paralyzing antisocial weekend. I couldn't leave the house. Not to do anything -- no errands nor fun trips. (Well except to Borders but that's a given coz it's next door and they had them discount coupons oooh). Its like nothing I would see out there would be enough to take the place of what I'm missing. So why bother?
(And so I missed an opportunity for a Halloween event abroad...and so not like me.) And I have to stop shopping lest I become too high-maintenance even for myself.
I know 2 sure things about myself: I hibernate when I am distressed and I eat my feelings. Dammit! Must.Hit.The.Gym.Tomorrow!