Surviving things that everyone says are supposed to be fun can be the most rewarding kind of pain. Seeing the expectation and my actual experience next to each other has helped me to realize that “fun” wasn’t what I thought it was, and that my fears aren’t either.
What’s been really interesting is that I don’t think I knew any of this before I wrote about it. I’ve been processing that trip for a year now, and the words that came out weren’t words I’d said before. I didn’t know I was okay. It’s a wonderful feeling to chance upon empowerment from within, and I’m glad I can share it with others who have felt the same. Thank you for reading, and I hope your next trip is a new experience.