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I notice I start a lot of posts with "so" but posting on lj often feels to me like taking a deep breath, and starting to blurt out words.

*deep breath*

So.

I'm leaving the Peace Corps. I can't fully explain how terribly, horribly frustrating this is to me without resorting to handwaving, but geez.

I've been patient and flexible, because this is Peace Corps! It's all about patience and flexibility! I know that, but my situation is politically untenable, so I can't work with another agency in my area. Peace Corps isn't open to moving me to another site, and I've given this long enough. I'm not leaving because I'm homesick, or because I can't cut it here. I'm leaving because I need some kind of support- and I couldn't get it. Not from my community, not from my counterpart, not from my supervisor, and most disappointingly, not from Peace Corps. (My fellow volunteers have been fantastic, but ultimately, hanging around with them isn't enough reason to stay.)

I was pretty sad about it. Now, I'm just stoked to be home in time for Mother's day.