I've been one of those lucky ones. My boyfriend has been to more than 22 countries and I was absolutely amazed by that because I thought only few people get lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time. I saw the pictures where he was in the places where I wanted to be, on our first date. I got more and more inspired but didn't know if I'd get a chance.
Two years later, I'm in a position where I see myself doing everything I always wanted to and traveling most of the places I have on my list.
Well I have to admit that wanting to be on your own all your life and suddenly being on your own are two very different feelings. Apart from every single thing that you gotta do on your own, you have to take very good care of yourself and those around you to make sure that you function normally.
You're going to have beautiful new experiences and some not-so-pleasant ones, eg- if you're a vegetarian, you could be surprised at the definition of vegetarianism by other people or you could be absolutely thrilled by how amazing the variety of potatoes is!
Sometimes you're going to be homesick, miss those trivial things you took for granted and crave for moments that were monotonous. Familiarity would disown you for a while and suddenly you'd find yourself on the edge of a cliff , hanging by a weak thread which only you could strengthen over time.
There are going to be moments of immense pleasure and satisfaction, of happiness in newfound chores. Moments of discovery of how good a manager of your own self you are and a feeling of gratitude that you made it so far.
What I'm learning from my whole new experience is blissful in each emotion, it's overwhelming at times but I know for sure that it's never going to keep me down and soon I would blend into the new culture and carve a niche which I call all my own.
