SO "POST-TRIP DEPRESSION" IS REAL

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I had heard about the term post-trip depression before, but I never believed it was real. I always thought trips are just moments we enjoy for a while, and coming back to normal life is something we all have to do. It felt unavoidable. But here I am now, after going on two trips back to back, a trip to Kodaikanal in December and a trip to Coorg in January, and I finally understand what that term really means.

Ever since coming back, I haven’t been able to move on from those days. My mind keeps thinking about where to go next, what place I should visit, what new trip I can plan. Even though I know I’m just a college student and I can’t afford to keep traveling like that, and I don’t even have the time because my final year is the most important phase of my life but I still can’t seem to stop thinking about it.

I keep traveling back in my memories, thinking about everything we did on those trips: the late-night gossip, the fun we had, the games we played, the places we explored. I even miss the struggle we went through during that jeep safari to reach the viewpoint and I still remember how I shivered at night during our stay in Kodaikanal. All those moments come back suddenly like a wave, and it hits you. And you realize how much you truly miss it.

So yeah, I think I finally understand what that feeling truly means.

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