I … glup … wanna … sob … go HOME! *sob sob*
I was at a conference/meeting today. It started on Friday and ends Sunday. I only went for today (Saturday), though.
It was supposed to be a team building thing and an “improving bicultural practice” thing.
Something that, when you go home, you feel uplifted and enthusiastic and inspired.
But as I got into the car to go home, that’s not how I felt.
I felt like a little kid who was crying and sobbing, hiccuping with tears, saying between the sobs that “I want to go home!”
It wasn’t that I didn’t feel welcomed by the rest of the team. They were very welcoming and inclusive, despite me being late.
And I can’t say that anything went horribly wrong. It didn’t.
There was food, there was water. There was time to stretch, time to talk with my friends, time to get a bit of business done.
And I learned new things, I was comfortably drawn out of my comfort zone (but not too far).
People hugged me goodbye when I left, so it’s not like I left on a bad note, either.
Instead of uplifted, enthusiastic and inspired, I was discouraged, sad, and pessimistic.
Picking up some vibe in the room that I wasn’t consciously aware of? Dunno.
But something seriously didn’t work for me today. 😦