I always go back to one commonality- the need to be bigger and better than yesterday.
I am thinking about the dreams I had, the dreams I have and the time gone by.
Sometimes sacrifice means looking at the status quo- the unwritten algorithm for a successful life- and deciding not to follow it.
I think my anxiety, in much of my life, is my friend.
The way that I see it, you are never too late to start making your own decisions and living your own life for you.
Some things are going to be out of our control, but when we see how lucky we are to be in the situation anyway your emotional state adapts and learns to bend, not break.
Experiencing a culture or a place doesn’t mean you are going to like it, but you have experienced it and isn’t that what the plane ride was for anyway?
Everyone has their own way to cope and heal. Everyone has their way of relaxing. Self-care isn’t just for when you are at home. (Reread that again and again.)