You expect that when you go on a long, sunny vacation with a good friend that you'll come back happier - more relaxed - more at ease.
Maybe even comforted and rejuvenated after a long absence from your country and your people.
But then -- you just go back to a foreign country while she gets to go home.
And after a long, sunny vacation, having had someone to share your meals and your experiences with every single day -- having been with someone who loves you every single day -- you just go back to being alone.
I'm back in my dark place - and it seems like it's determined to hang on to me for a while.