6 months ago I was at a fork in the road.
I had no idea what I was going to do. I was lost. I was pessimistic. I was a victim. I couldn’t see my future.
The start of this year threw me one of the greatest challenges I’ve faced both mentally and physically.
My anxiety was at an all time high and I’d stopped even bothering getting out of bed. I couldn’t work, I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t even function.
They say can’t run away from your problems, especially when your biggest problem is your own mind. I whole heartedly believe this to be true. However sometimes, you can take your problems elsewhere, and a change of scenery shows you just how lucky you are to be alive.
Somehow, moving my whole life to the UK and travelling has helped me to unpack those problems. I arrived with no idea of what I was going to do. I didn’t have a job yet. I knew one person in the country and had very little plans as to how I was going to make this work for me. I just had a dream and I went for it.
The first two months, I unpacked my shit.
I cried, I fretted, I had many a “I’m going home” moments. I adjusted to the crazy city life, navigating a place that was completely different to what I know.
I don’t even know when it happened, but at some point ... I stopped crying. At some point the girl who was too terrified to leave her room was travelling by herself. She was making friends. She was a different person.
I’ve come so far in such a short period of time and I owe that not only to the people who supported me both in Australia and here, but also to myself. I owe it to myself for being brave at a time when all I felt was fear. 6 months later I now live in London in a house full of people I adore. I’m not afraid. I have two jobs. I enjoy my weekends. I love life again. I love life fully, for what feels like the first time since I was a kid. Here’s to the best 6 months of my life, here’s to remembering even in your darkest moments, there’s something waiting for you on the other side. The grass is not greener here, moving didn’t save me, it just forced me to accept help, accept love... and to believe I was worthy of watering my own garden. I hope you know you are worthy too♥️