Feeling Horrible Just Because I'm Not At Home?

[freakofnurture]

I just returned from a two week vacation to Italy with my husband. And what can I say? I felt horrible nearly all the time. I had a bad dream every single night, I felt depressed as hell, I had a lot of suicidal thoughts.

I don't get it. Can it really be the case that my symptoms shoot up just because I have to behave like I'm at home at a place that's not home?

But every time husband and I went outside for a walk my mood changed instantly and became brilliant. I don't have that reaction at all when we go for a walk 'at home'.

When we went camping two/three/four years ago I was only happy around our car and tent; I didn't go to the beach once during three 'beach' vacations. I just sat there in front of our tent, under our pavillon, reading all day and I was content.

Sometimes I feel like the perfect vacation for me would be to drive there, get out of the car for a few minutes, and then drive back home.

 

[anthony]

What makes one happy and satisfied may not necessarily reflect what makes another happy and satisfied.

Nicolette loves to work, that makes her happy. Me, I love to do different things again, which make me happy and satisfied.

Trying to find mutual gratifications for something like a holiday is tricky at the best of times.

If sitting in a corner and staring at the wall makes a person happy, and they truly are happy doing it, then why should they have to change in order to adapt to what others may feel is socially acceptable?

 

[freakofnurture]

That's a good point, Anthony, thank you.

In a lot of areas I feel like I'm not missing much by living on the outer fringes of the bell curve. But this vacation thing really bugs me. I intrinsically want to be able to enjoy being away from home and doing things with my husband. Maybe a tour through the wilderness could be the compromise I'm looking for. My tent put up in no-man's-land, only hubby and some wildlife around... Hmmm...

 

[Eleanor]

FoN, Oh, Oh, I know the answer to this one. Pick me! Pick me!

RV! You guys need an RV. You take home with you. If you want to sit under the canopy by the RV - and do nothing else all day while everyone else does whatever - other people who go away in RV's will consider you Perfectly Normal.

What you suggest (without the RV) is called "Car (or in our case Truck) Camping." Again, the behavior you describe is also Perfectly Normal among this group. People car camp in camp grounds OR way up dirt roads where no one else goes. Or in sites where they are the only ones there because it is the off season. I live in CA. This is not weird at all. I repeat Perfectly Normal.:cool:

Perhaps this is not symptomatic of the illness, but merely a sign of being in the wrong vacation culture:D.

Sorry about the nightmares in Italy, tho, that sucks.

 

[freakofnurture]

Eleanor, I choose you *throws pokéball* *watches Eleanor emerge* Do an RV roll over! :D

My, what a nice idea you have there. And actually, my husband has suggested we work towards getting an RV. I've always been a tent person (grew up with summer holidays = tents; I love tents), but to grow and heal we need to emerge from our old mind sets like butterflies from a cocoon...

I think I'll bring that topic up with my husband tomorrow :)

 

[Eleanor]

See you at the beach (or at least in the campground, nose in book!):cool:+:). (thats a smiling person wearing cool sunglasses!)

 

[Muzikluvr]

Eleanor, I choose you *throws pokéball* *watches Eleanor emerge* Do an RV roll over! :D

ROFL! Love this response! Still laughing :roflmao: