Post-exchange Depression

Here I am, sitting alone in my apartment, reflecting on everything that has happened this past four months. This uneasy feeling inside of me is growing and growing.

Yesterday, I had my final exam for my Digital Marketing class. As weird as it was, when I finished my exam, I was a bit sad – mostly happy, but saying goodbye to the teacher was a bit hard. Weird isn’t it?

After the exam, along with some friends, I went for crepes in Old Antibes. After our lunch, most of us met up again at the beach to say our goodbyes to Naomi, who left Juan-les-pins in the early hours this morning – I miss her already.  At the beach, we celebrated our amazing memories and new friendships. Leaving the beach was hard.  Although I am leaving France only in two weeks, the thought of never seeing some of those new friends is daunting. I made sure to snap a million pictures and made everyone write a little message for me. I hope those messages will help me through my post-exchange depression. 

Group picture

Canadians :)

As I walked Naomi and her mother to the bus stop this morning, I remembered our very first day in Juan-les-pins, walking to the Spar supermarket. I wish we were back on that day, at the very beginning of our French journey. At this point, I am an emotional mess. One day, I can’t wait to go home and the next I want to stay forever. Today is one of those days that I want to stay here forever. Everything in this apartment reminds me of all the good times Naomi and I had: awesome freestyle homemade meals, hanging out at the dining table watching movies on our laptops etc.  Every single item that can be found in here all now have a sentimental value to me. I’ll stand in the bathroom and think about how much I’m going to miss it, or how much I’m going to miss the kitchen and the unusable can opener. Silly, right?

I am so glad my mom is arriving tomorrow. She’ll keep me busy so I don’t develop further my post-exchange depression. ..