And so, I bought a ticket. I’m leaving my home in less than two months, to live somewhere else, indefinitely, so I can truly pursue my dream of writing and travelling for a living. Boy, it’s a weird feeling. This is not the first time I’m moving, so I know how fun it can be, meeting new people, changing environments, the whole thing can be so exciting. But to be honest, I’m also terrified.
There’s always these voices on the back of your head, you know? Saying “What if nobody likes you?”, “What if you hate it there?”. You can’t really stop them from speaking up either. And so, this amazing exciting thing becomes terrifying.
Since I have some experience, I know that eventually everything falls into place. You make friends, you get yourself into a routine, everything starts to be as amazing as you wanted it to be. But that doesn’t stop the little voice that says “but what if it’s different this time?”.
Here’s what I know. Whatever you want to do, whether it’s moving away, travelling, or whatever you’re thinking of constantly but are to afraid to do. You should do it. Try to remember not all scary things turn out to be bad. Most of the time, it turns out to be a silly fear that comes from the unknown. This is me trying to convince myself of all this.
I’ve always wanted to think of myself as this brave person who does whatever she wants to do. The truth is, I’m very much the opposite. But I believe it’s time to take that one step that leads to the path you want to take. Wanna join me?
Back to myself 