Biggest Fears of Traveling

So, today I want to talk a little about my fears… and not the silly ones like somehow accidentally ordering escargot while in France. Living my life on the go and building a career for myself when I was basically raised to believe that wasn’t entirely possible, it’s a very scary thing. Here are my three biggest fears when it comes to traveling the world.

By far, my biggest fear, is that when I actually get out and see the world and then come back home, home isn’t going to feel like home anymore. I guess that’s not so much of a big deal considering it really hasn’t felt like home since grandma was alive. After she died, I didn’t feel like I really had anything to keep me here and everything just feels temporary. Living in her house after she left was temporary until I found an apartment, living in the apartment was temporary until the lease ran out, living with my mom was temporary until I find another option… now, living with my cousin feels temporary because I don’t know if/when they’ll get tired of me and send me back to my mom’s. Nothing after grandma’s death feels like a permanent solution. This is something I am completely prepared for, but I don’t know if preparation will really be enough. Especially hearing about the coming home experiences of other long term travelers.

Right after that… my fear of something happening to my family while I’m gone and me not being around to help. My mom isn’t in the best of health, my sister is spinning out of control and there’s always my niece to worry about because my sister just doesn’t care. This was actually something I was guilt tripped about when I was telling others of my post-college plans, but honestly… none of that is my responsibility. I shouldn’t have to live my life for anyone other than myself.

And the last one, not as big as it’s just weird and I don’t quite understand it, but I am actually a little afraid of succeeding in all of this. I don’t expect it to be an instant success, building my career on the road. The thought of actually going after something I’ve dreamt of for so long and actually succeeding, especially knowing I have people who don’t necessarily agree with me doing something this bold… it’s exciting, but it’s also kind of scary to think about. Especially since this success would be so much bigger than any of my past successes.

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6 thoughts on “Biggest Fears of Traveling

  1. Hi! I found this post by accident and I can’t help but comment because I could have write this myself. I have all those fears (well, some of them to be accurate) when I went to London by myself to stay for a couple of months. I cried twice, the day I arrived because I didn’t want to stay and the day I have to go home because I didn’t want to leave hehe.

    As I see your instagram is public, I hope you don’t mind if I follow you.

    I’ll be around to follow your journey, whatever your project is, it’s never too bold!

    Cheers.

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    • That is awesome! I feel like I’ll probably be the same when I escape my hometown, except the first day cry would be a happy cry because I actually made the leap to get out. :p
      And of course I don’t mind! Thank you for the support! 🙂

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      • Aw so bad you feel like that about you’re hometown, but I completely understand. I’d recommend everyone to travel and to feel like a foreigner at least once in their life because it really opens your mind.

        I have nothing against mine other that it’s a small city and when it comes about cities, the bigger, the better. I’ve also never felt like I belong here. My mom says that when I was like 6 I used to say I wanted to live in whatever country I would hear of on tv lol Apparently I was obsessed with Demmark! 😛 I love my parents more than anything, but they’ve been too overprotective. They want me to take the “easy road” and I’ve always thought that no dream is too big for anyone. I decided to go to London when I met a Polish girl, I was like “I wish I could be like her and go to a foreign country by myself”. It made me realise how low I thought of myself. It was a turning point on my life. No more “I wish…” for me 🙂

        Glad to know 🙂 I had a really scary experience on Instagram and ever since I’ve been very cautious :S

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      • Yeah… I feel like everyone in CenCal feels similar to me, sadly. There’s really nothing to to around here except go cow-tipping or out to bars. Literally, the only people I know who don’t have a burning desire to get out are older adults who have settled into their lives here and I’m just like, “I need to get out and make a life for myself, one that I actually like, before I become one of you.” XD

        LOL! I feel your pain. I was basically raised by my grandma and she was always overprotective of me. I feel like I missed out on a lot because of her being so protective. My aunts are generally the same… but my mom is the most supportive and is actually pushing for me to be able to make my dreams a reality, just because there’s so much she wanted to do in her life that she never could do, for one reason or another. She understands that people only really regret the choices they didn’t go through with, in the end.

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  2. I promise I’ll stop spamming this post after this, but lol cow-tipping (I’ve had to google it. English, as you probably has realise by now, is not my native language). It’s so stereotyped that I think I’d love it haha. I guess CenCal stands for Central California (I’ve also had to google it, I feel so dumb lol). California sounds soooo cool that it is easy to forget not every place is San Francisco or LA!

    Sad thing here is people are forced to leave because of the crisis. I know so many young people longing to return that I even feel bad for wanting to leave. I just don’t like the feeling of being stuck.

    They now support me more than they used to. They saw how happy I was in London, not just because the city is amazing, but because I was doing something that it was just for myself. They say I’ve become a little too fearless for their taste, but I can’t help, but seeing it as a great thing! haha But I never had someone to push me, it’s really nice your mom does it for you.

    I’m sure you’ll make it. It seems to me you’re the kind of person that doesn’t accept a “no” as an answer!

    It’s lovely talking to you, really 🙂

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    • LOL! Yeah… I feel that every place has things that stand out most that make people not realize there’s more to the said place. When everyone pictures California, they see sandy beaches and the Hollywood life, because that’s the best part of California. They often don’t realize how big on farming the state really is.

      I understand your pain all too well. I have never really wanted to stay in one place or feel tied down, it’s part of why I don’t plan on ever having kids, because I’d rather live for myself and see the world rather than having to stop for 18 years to raise another human.

      That is awesome! I am hoping a similar outcome will come for me, for the people in my family who aren’t as supportive as my mom, rather than them being this protective of me forever. XD

      I think I’ll make it too. Believe it or not, I wasn’t always one to not take “no” for an answer. In fact, that’s partially why it took so long for me to just go and start all of this, the fear that someone would say no or try and stop me.

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