"I Don't Want To Be Here" Days
A few days ago, I had one of those "I don't want to be here" days. One of those days when everything goes wrong, you feel small and lost, you feel homesick, sad, annoyed...all at the same time. I know I live in a beautiful part of the world and am experiencing amazing things and seeing amazing sights. But that just doesn't help when you're having one of those "I don't want to be here" days. Nope, on those days, you just want to get on a plane and go home. Home--where they speak your language, where you understand the culture, where you can deal with banks, shopping and parking, where your family and friends are--those that understand you.
The "I don't want to be here" days don't come very often, nor do they stay very long. But when the come, they hit hard. It's a challenge to fight those feelings of homesickness and annoyance. Even the smallest things can annoy you on one of those days, like trying to cross a street and almost getting run over. Like trying to window-shop in a market and getting hassled by the vendors. Like trying to find your way to work through an endless maze of narrow streets.
It's times like this that I question and wonder why I'm here, why I came all this way to put myself through this "torture". That's when go back to the needs of this country and the people that I work with. I know I’m here for a reason and I know that somehow or another, I will make a difference. But it’s just getting through those “I don’t want to be here” days that is the hard part. I’m glad I’m not doing this one my own strength!