Hello lovelies! Today I’ll be taking you through some of the places on my travel bucket list.
I’ve been very lucky to have parents that took me away on holiday every summer to loads of different places. However I still wouldn’t say I’m “well-travelled”, but I’d like to be. Most of those holidays were your classic sitting by the pool, being shoved off to Kids Club in the hope that mum and dad would get some relaxation time for at least a few hours. (They didn’t; sorry mum, dad, I was never good at separation). A few of them, as I grew older, were more exciting. There was more exploring involved, and we even started going on snow sports holidays which was a nice change of pace.
Last summer I went inter-railing through Europe with my friend from Uni. If anyone were to ask me what my greatest moment/achievement/experience of my life was, it would be that. I found my taste for travelling when I was there, and it really was a self-finding experience but on a more chilled level than you expect. It wasn’t as if I found a whole new me, but I definitely learned a lot and improved on myself because of it.
After that experience, I now want to visit so many more countries and places. So I made my travel bucket list! It will be forever growing no doubt, this is just the start of my journey, but I’d love to share a few of the places off my list that I hope to visit soon.
It was my 21st birthday last month and I am determined to make a change in a few areas in my life.
I’ve been seeing a counsellor for my depression as of last week, which is a baby step taken on the road to a healthier me. I’m working to get on top of my university work at the moment, and I am tidying my living space more often in the hopes that the tidy home, tidy mind concept will further help my mental health.
These things are small, every day phases I go through every couple of months. They’re nothing new to me, as is falling out of those routines is nothing new either. I’m good at starting things with good intentions, and then getting myself into a state of…
“What’s the point in even trying?”
I’ve always put my desires aside because of this; I felt they were stupid, pointless to chase after as there was no way I’d be able to succeed in any of them. Starting a blog, starting a YouTube channel, starting anything that put myself out there in front of millions of people, completely naked for all to see. Why would someone want to read a blog like mine – one with content that was just like everybody else’s, where nothing is new and exciting and that could make me seem more appealing?
Now I realise it’s not about the level of success, but how much joy you get out of it on your journey. So here I am, starting my blog, something I’d tried and failed at multiple times simply through fear of failing (the irony!).
People may start their new year, new you at the start of the calendar year, but here’s me, starting my new year, new me at the start of my 22nd year on this planet.