Breakup.

This has been the hardest 'adjusting' period I've had yet. I've returned from India twice before, where I've really just had to deal with culture shock, and a few small irritations on getting myself adjusted back into living in America. But this time is so different. I don't really have much of a culture shock, but it feels like more of a breakup... where my heart actually hurts.

You know when you go through a painful breakup, for those of us who have, and you see things that remind you of the person wherever you go- and instantly a memory pops into your head, and your heart hurts because that great memory is now in the past. That's the only way I can describe what I'm dealing with... although I don't talk about it to much.

Don't get me wrong, I love my family and friend here, but my heart just aches. And with each day where I think it's going to get better, it gets a little worse. Things I see remind me of memories of people, places, or events that took place in India, and my emotions go from extreme happiness to an achy missing feeling/pain. I can only imagine the feeling of finally getting back to India next year... I think I just might die of happiness.

I need to go eat some Indian food somewhere soon. :/ I'm hoping just the atmosphere will bring me some comfort.