So, it’s official. My friends and family know, and I’ve given my notice at work. It’s real, bitches. When I first got my ticket to Amsterdam, I was trying to find something which fulfilled me. I knew, without hesitation, that solo-traveling through European countries in an effort to grow would be just that. But, as the trip comes closer I am learning something new about myself. While I know traveling will fulfill me, I am learning that I have everything I need to feel fulfilled right here. Cliche, I know. But, when I think about how long I could be gone, and I think about the next time I will be able to see my mom or my closest friends – I get sad and scared. Had I not booked this trip with the expectation of no expectations, I don’t think I would grasp the concept of how blessed I am in my life at this very moment.
Anyways, this isn’t going to be a sappy blog – although this is a sappy post. The point of this blog is to not feel so alone while I am around the world without you all. I want to share my experiences, my challenges, my growth. I want you all to hold me accountable and support my journey. I want to share the places i’m going, the food i’m trying, the people i’m meeting, and the new chapter in my life that I’m writing – lol, literally though, If you know me, you know I hate feeling alone. You know I have struggled the last few months to get my independence back, and to feel myself again. It’s been a very long time since I have been myself, and I hope to find her wherever I end up.
Lets be real, this isn’t just about the basic bitch from your 9th grade science class going to get her ‘Eat, Pray, Love’ on. This is about experience. Experience that I can bring into this chapter of life. Something that I can look back on and be proud of myself for. For the last 5 years, all of my proudest moments weren’t moments of my own. And this is the time where I can make those moments now.
So, whats my plan? No plan. When am I coming back? Dont know. Where am I going? Unsure. The only thing I know for certain is that nothing is certain…….oh, and that I write the most cliche f***ing things on my blog.
Here’s to (hopefully) the last sappy, Pinterestesque, Eat Pray Love, “finding herself” hippie post I ever have to write.