Today is a big day for me. I am leaving the country, althoguh only for four days and going on holiday. I haven’t done this since 2010. HALF A DECADE. Naturally I’m nervous, naturally I’m actually shitting myself. We are goign to Prague, and I may do a post of just photos of Prague just for the fun of it to share with you all. How though, I hear you thinking, is this mental health related?
Becuase since I’ve become unwell in the last five years the idea of leaving my borough scares me. I do it, begridgingly. Now, my friends and family have decided it’s time I leave the country – and so did I in a manic spree of “LET’S GO AWAY!!! IT’LL BE GREAT!!” Now I am not manic, I am rather flabberghasted by my one minute decision to fly to another country. Me? Fly to another country? This is going to be tough but in 24 hours I will be there, in a supposedly beautiful city and hopefully enjoying myself.
I have no advice to give on this situation, but if anyone has any for me to take then please, feel free. I’m asking for your words of wisdom here.
All the best,