I fly back tomorrow afternoon at 3:50.........been fighting the depression, amidst everyone screaming at me "Enjoy yourself! You're in Bermuda!!"

My T at home advised me to journal about myself and who I am against all this....why I define myself by my situation and not able to plant myself somewhere and still know who I am, without my friends, or friendly places..

Call it a weakness....be like my friend Julie and tell me I'm pitying myself...but it is just a testament to how very deep my friendships run, I believe in my heart.