Anyone deal with this? You go out of town, visit family/friends and had the absolute best time. You fly back to your current living situation and then…the sadness hits.
I just flew up to Canada to visit my new nephew. It’s my first time being an Aunt and let me say, I am not a baby person but this kid is ADORABLE. He is going to be spoiled for sure.
But now I’m back in the city I live and I hate it. I have almost no motivation at work although I’m very good at hiding it. I’m known as the bubbly girl at work who always is smiling. That’s good, right? I should win an Oscar for my performance every day.
I just miss my family. I’m jealous of the life my brother has: wife, now kid, family, job.
Don’t get me wrong, I have a lot to be grateful for. My health, my career, nice apartment, a precious dog, friends, and family. But it’s easy to get right back to the negative side and just feel sad. Really sad.
Anyway, that’s my rant before I go to bed. On to the next performance tomorrow…
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