Just Me

Sorry, but I don't feel like being funny. In fact, I am not sure I have any funny left at the moment. I feel like crap. I suddenly feel like I am in way over my head. I wonder if I made a mistake moving to India. I feel like I am living a bit of a half-life here... There is nothing in the house that is "me", nothing that makes me feel at home. After a year and a half, I still feel like a visitor and I feel a bit out of place. I find myself feeling depressed and am not sure how to pull out of it. It's affecting everything and I feel like I am slowly losing control, slowly losing myself in all of this. I feel as tough I have painted myself into a corner and I don't know where to go from here. I try to talk about it and I just don't know how. I am tired of putting on a happy face when all I really feel like doing is hiding under the covers, waiting for this all to pass and wondering if it ever will.