This week I made an incredibly difficult decision. After two weeks of
not sleeping and being overwhelmed with anxiety because of rats and other
ridiculous creatures living in my house, harassment every time I went into town
and a few other frustrations, I have decided to return to the U.S.
I spent a year of my life preparing for this commitment but realized I
was not up for the challenge of living at my site for two years. I feel guilty
for having to make this decision but my body was taking the toil of non-stop
anxiety and I realized I could not be an effective volunteer in my current
mental state. Many other volunteers live with rats and various infestations, as
well as harassment, but it was difficult for me to overcome these obstacles.
It’s hard trying to explain concepts surrounding mental health, such as anxiety
and depression, through cultural barriers.
On the upside to all of this mess I’ve created, I feel like I finally
know what I need to pursue for the first time in my life. I realize how
important my family and friends are to me, how necessary it is for me to have
some form of familiarity in my life and how my life shouldn’t have to be
defined by massive achievements but rather the small ones. I’ve learned more about
my personal strengths and weaknesses through this. The way that knowledge will
benefit future decisions I make is priceless. I only wish I could have learned
these things without disappointing so many people.
I’ve had the opportunity to meet some amazing people here and I have
the utmost respect for my fellow PCVs. I wish them the best of luck with their
endeavors here in Mada!