Going home for the summer and leaving the life you had since August is always harder than we plan. We never plan ahead enough and we never plan for it to be as hard as it is. We always wait until the last minute to pack and this is because we are dealing with finals and projects. Not to mention the fact that we are trying to spend as much time with our friends so we are not able to do everything we need to. We go through so many emotions and what better way to explain it other than Grey's Anatomy? Honestly, there is not a better way.

When you realize you only have a couple of days left with your friends:

And then it really sets in that you only have a day or two left:

The day you have to say goodbye for the whole summer:

But your friends are always there to give you that pep talk you need to get through.

The dreaded packing begins and you can't find all of your stuff:

And then you end up having a mental breakdown while packing:

By the end of finals, packing, and spending as much time with your friends you just feel:

Not to mention the meltdowns you have when you have to finally say goodbye:

After you have the meltdown you feel so bad for being that friend who gets upset with goodbyes.

You haven't even finished saying goodbye and you already miss your friends:

And then you have an idea "I could spend the summer with you":

And you honestly don't know why this is so hard:

And then you remember its because: