We're incredibly disappointed after being knocked out of the World Cup by England.
We've just had a team meeting and can take positives out of the match - including the three tries we scored.
But at the moment it's hard to get my head around the fact that we're out and heading home.
We've led matches at half-time in the past and sometimes not deserved to be in front, but we earned every precious point against England.
In the second half they just had too much possession and that amount of defending will lead to fatigue, mistakes and giving penalties away.
You can't present someone like Jonny Wilkinson with that many penalties because he'll kick you out of the game.
But it was Mike Catt's introduction in the second half that turned it England's way.
It was crushing to watch his clearing kicks spiral deep into our territory - that sort of accuracy destroys you mentally.
One player I was glad to see on the field - sort of - was Jason Robinson, as we've never faced each other properly in union despite having played in rugby league for eight or nine years.
He was obviously happier, having won, but I'll get another chance to face him in the Heineken Cup next month when the Cardiff Blues play his Sale Sharks team.
Our first task is for this young Wales team to inject itself back into the Celtic League after a fortnight's rest and carry on what we've started.
We've come on in leaps and bounds and must now kick-on in credit, first with the Celtic League, then Europe, then the Six Nations.
This Wales squad has been together almost since May and we've become more a club team than the set-up you'd expect from an international side.
So it'll be hard to suddenly be lining up in competition to face each other again.
What won't be hard is seeing my family again, so that will help having to board the plane on Tuesday afternoon to leave the World Cup.
My little girl was still talking nonsense when I left and now she's forming proper sentences and looking forward to seeing her dad.