During my travels I successfully escaped depression and was relieved of most of my anxiety. I've never been that happy in years, and I also made friends. Although upon coming back home I start to wonder why I came back.

I dont have much family. In this country I have my mom and my sibling but nobody else, I'm not even on good terms with them. I don't have any friends here and have trouble making them. I don't have work nor the education to qualify for any. I dont have any money to start a company. I also hate the culture in my country enough for that alone to make me depressed.

Why did I come back? I don't know myself, I just feel very suic*dal right now... I'm on the edge of selling everything I have ($1000) and buying a one-way ticket back to my new life, hoping for the best.