Hello again! Returning to this medium with my New Year’s Eve Reflections.

I feel lost. I have in front of me that blank slate of possibility that is so rare, coveted, and special. I am aware of how privileged it is, but in the last few days since setting out on my own I have struggled to access my gratitude under layers of stress and anxiety. I am in an extremely foreign place…

Without fail, whenever I embark on a new trip or experience a significant change while traveling, I go through a few days of high stress, anxiety, and fear. I worry about the "bad things" such as getting mugged, lost, or ill. These intense emotions cloud my mind, making it difficult to appreciate my surroundings.

The following is a journal entry I wrote recently, echoing sentiments that have been recurring feelings for me over time. Thinking of posting this now, I feel my chest tighten. I wonder about who will be reading it and who will know the different situations this refers to. Despite my pause I’m going to set aside fear of awkwardness, embarrassment, and rejection. Here you have it, another attempt at ‘pulling back the curtain.’

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