What do you do after your dream vacation is . . . over? I know this is pathetic and I wish it weren't true, but I'm a mess.
I dreamed about going to Disney for thirteen years after my first daughter was born. For the past year I planned every detail of this dream vacation. And for 16 days I lived my dream vacation.
We had an amazing time. We were gone for 16 days with extended time spent at an ocean resort, Universal Orlando, and all four Disney parks. From the moment we woke up each day until we went to bed our days and evenings were filled with a whirlwind of activity. Then I would stay up into the wee hours of the night planning the final details of the next day's activities while my wife and children were asleep.
It's appalling how much we packed into our trip. You would be hard pressed to identify a major attraction or event at either Disney or Universal that we didn't do or experience.
My family was amazing. My wife spent many hours shopping for all the items we would need. We spent two date nights and visited several stores just to find the perfect backpack and water bottle for the trip. She also was the photographer taking hundreds of photos capturing the details of our vacation.
My three girls (ages 13, 11, & 9) were also amazing. They bought into my passion for exeriencing as much of Disney and Universal as we possibly could. They kept up and seemed to enjoy it all as much as I did.
The weather was perfect during all 16 days. No one got sick.
And here I am at home the day after our trip has ended feeling completely depressed. I was teary through our entire day of flights home yesterday. When I finally got to sleep last night I dreamed about Disney and woke up disoriented not knowing where I was even though I was in my own house.
Going back to Disney is unlikely for our family. I don't make a lot of money. We saved for years for this trip and will likely spend another year or two paying it off.
Not sure why I'm feeling the way I am. I think it's a combination of many things.
I got used to living in a world of fantasy and magic. My real life is decidedly not magical.
I got used to being with my entire family 24/7. I didn't want to leave them today for work.
I regret the few times where the stress of the trip got to me. During the final day at Disney my wife and I fought and we left the park early. We missed the parade, It's a Bug's Life, etc. I'm ashamed and embarrassed for robbing my family of a few more precious moments.
Disney was so magical that everything else seems dull. Because we don't have a lot money, we've created lots of inexpensive or even free family activities and traditions over the years that have brough us a lot of joy. I'm afraid these things won't seem meaningful or special anymore after what we've just experienced.
Mostly I feel a sense of loss. This was the happiest I've ever been in my life. I got caught up in the magic of Disney and being able to experience it with my family was the greatest experience of my life.
And now it is over. Nothing to dream about. Nothing to plan. Will I ever get to experience anything like that with my family again?
Again, I know I should be so thankful. Most families will never get to experience what I was just able to do with mine.
But I am feeling this way. Depressed, sad, down, and blue.
Surely among the millions of people who have visited Disney over the years there are some of you who have felt similar to what I'm feeling after your trips ended.
Do you have any advice? Does it get better? Are there things I can do to better adjust to real life?
I would appreciate any encouragement, advice, or kind words you may have to offer.
Thanks!
I dreamed about going to Disney for thirteen years after my first daughter was born. For the past year I planned every detail of this dream vacation. And for 16 days I lived my dream vacation.
We had an amazing time. We were gone for 16 days with extended time spent at an ocean resort, Universal Orlando, and all four Disney parks. From the moment we woke up each day until we went to bed our days and evenings were filled with a whirlwind of activity. Then I would stay up into the wee hours of the night planning the final details of the next day's activities while my wife and children were asleep.
It's appalling how much we packed into our trip. You would be hard pressed to identify a major attraction or event at either Disney or Universal that we didn't do or experience.
My family was amazing. My wife spent many hours shopping for all the items we would need. We spent two date nights and visited several stores just to find the perfect backpack and water bottle for the trip. She also was the photographer taking hundreds of photos capturing the details of our vacation.
My three girls (ages 13, 11, & 9) were also amazing. They bought into my passion for exeriencing as much of Disney and Universal as we possibly could. They kept up and seemed to enjoy it all as much as I did.
The weather was perfect during all 16 days. No one got sick.
And here I am at home the day after our trip has ended feeling completely depressed. I was teary through our entire day of flights home yesterday. When I finally got to sleep last night I dreamed about Disney and woke up disoriented not knowing where I was even though I was in my own house.
Going back to Disney is unlikely for our family. I don't make a lot of money. We saved for years for this trip and will likely spend another year or two paying it off.
Not sure why I'm feeling the way I am. I think it's a combination of many things.
I got used to living in a world of fantasy and magic. My real life is decidedly not magical.
I got used to being with my entire family 24/7. I didn't want to leave them today for work.
I regret the few times where the stress of the trip got to me. During the final day at Disney my wife and I fought and we left the park early. We missed the parade, It's a Bug's Life, etc. I'm ashamed and embarrassed for robbing my family of a few more precious moments.
Disney was so magical that everything else seems dull. Because we don't have a lot money, we've created lots of inexpensive or even free family activities and traditions over the years that have brough us a lot of joy. I'm afraid these things won't seem meaningful or special anymore after what we've just experienced.
Mostly I feel a sense of loss. This was the happiest I've ever been in my life. I got caught up in the magic of Disney and being able to experience it with my family was the greatest experience of my life.
And now it is over. Nothing to dream about. Nothing to plan. Will I ever get to experience anything like that with my family again?
Again, I know I should be so thankful. Most families will never get to experience what I was just able to do with mine.
But I am feeling this way. Depressed, sad, down, and blue.
Surely among the millions of people who have visited Disney over the years there are some of you who have felt similar to what I'm feeling after your trips ended.
Do you have any advice? Does it get better? Are there things I can do to better adjust to real life?
I would appreciate any encouragement, advice, or kind words you may have to offer.
Thanks!