How do you dare travel alone?
I have never dared. You see, before my travels, I had a lot of anxiety and panic attacks about the smallest things. My friends knew about it, but it wasn't something I mentioned to everyone. And I am talking about the girl that could start to cry because she had to call the pizzeria and order food. (A big phobia of mine, that I actually still struggle with sometimes, to talk to strangers on the phone) Getting anxiety and panic attacks about being alone in my room with my own thoughts. I have never dared to take that step. But after a while I realized I had to put myself in situations when I do not have a choice. So, the bartender course, just book without even questioning it. And I was going with a friend, and I didn't want to let her down so I just had to do it. I thought so many times that I wanted to cancel, but felt like I couldn't because I wasn't going alone and couldn't let her down.
When I got the opportunity to go to Greece. I just said: I can't. I can't. My mom said: What is the worst thing that can happen? That's that you have to go home again, nothing worse then that. So I booked the ticket with her, without any insurance or anything so I did not have a choice. I walked upstairs, and started crying. Again I did not have a choice, of course this was what I wanted but I thought I wasn't brave enough to do something like this.
And in Greece I grew much as a person and I worked so much on doing stuff I didn't dare to do everyday. This helped me so much. It's about doing the things that makes you so scared.
It was the same when I got the job here in Sydney. I knew that this was what I wanted. More then I could have ever wished for. When my future boss asked me at that time if I wanted the job. I just thought to myself: If you say yes, there is no going back. So I just said yes. Ran downstairs and told my mom. Super happy, and again she told me: the worst thing that can happen is just that you go home again. And I knew that she was right. This time I was a lot stronger than before Greece, but again I went upstairs and burst out in tears. And I thought: Why am I always doing this to myself?
The answer: Because I know I want to. It's about doing the stuff that makes you scared. Today a new adventure still scares me but not in the same ways like it did 2 years ago. You grow while you travelling. And all off the sudden the scary thing is not as scary anymore. And I can also tell you, there are a very few moments you are actually travelling alone. YOU ALWAYS MEET NEW PEOPLE ON THE WAY. If you go by yourself, you have to make new friends. You have to talk to new people and put yourself out there. And these people may end up being you best friends for life. Don't think, just do it! No one is not scared at all of going out in there world alone.