Friday, June 15, 2012
I choked back tears as I called my mom to let her know I was departing. Minutes later my dad called me and all I could say was thank you as he wished me the best. After hanging up I put my face into my palms and tried to clench my teeth down harder so I wouldn’t quiver my lips which would likely lead to all out crying. It’s harder this time around because I know exactly what I’m getting into and the past few weeks have been a relative vacation. This is so ironic because prior trips to Vietnam and eventually having to leave made me feel exactly the same way. I think the condition is called post-vacation depression. This occurs when an individual enjoyed so much leisure and good times during a vacation and upon returning back to his office job in his cliché environment he is overwhelmed with sorrow. I hope the same won’t happen to me because I should be coming back to a whole lot of busyness. It was so much easier leaving the first time.