Am I the only one who suffers from post-vacay depression? Ever damn time. It’s like a soul-sucking void that leaves your heart to bleed out. I know it’s coming and I try to prepare myself, but it gets me every time. I thought I’d share my coping skills with you and how I get back to normal habits after borrowing funloving time from the future. Here we go:
Day 1: Sleep and weep. Let’s be honest, I’m usually worn out AF. I sleep and then morn the end of a relationship with my travelling alterego.
Day 2: Gym. I also add berries to my proteinshake to try to make it more tasty. Does it work? Meh..
Day 3: Gym.
Day 4: Gym.
Day 5: You see the pattern. Then I don’t feel like going to the gym and I remind myself that I have a new trip coming up. So I go to the gym and start getting excited about a new trip for sucking funloving time out of the future.
I add friends and family to the mix as well, a long with browsing the internet for new and old destinations.
….And that’s how I cope. Have you got any actual good coping skills, please share with me! I beg you.
På gjensyn!
