So I have what I would call pre-traumatic stress syndrome. I can't sleep and it is a struggle to be productive since coupled with lack of sleep, I feel overwhelmed! Instead of doing things like oh, deciding what I should bring and what to give away or leave for my roommates, I do things like stare at the papers on my bedroom floor and check my mafia wars page to see if I have any new "members" in my mafia. (Quick plug: if anyone is interested...addicting game, add me!) The biggest problem seems to be realizing that it is absolutely impossible to bring everything I want. Now granted, I am in a unique situation; I am not going away to volunteer only to return to all my things. I am officially LEAVING my home for the last year never to return and must decide what I am taking with me and what I will never see again.
Thoughts like this freak me out. I am a "just-in-caser," the person who keeps half a piece of two sided colored sticky paper "just-in-case" a few months from now I will want to do an activity with some of the kids I teach using said piece of paper. Well, add up about 50 of these necessary to have items and you might as well be looking at my bedroom floor with me. So that being said, I also have moments where I look around and think how incredible it is to HAVE such a problem. I am going to Uganda to help people that probably have never seen dual-sided multi-colored sticky paper (don't judge me on this one, you'd keep it too it's awesome) When I am in that mindset, a lot of my stress starts to turn into feelings of gratitude and puts me back in the place I should be; thinking about how I can help others on this trip and also to appreciate and be grateful for everything I have, even if some of it will sadly be left to my two roommates who I just can't imagine will have the same enthusiasm for half-used paper or outdated English workbooks.
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