I’ve probably mentioned it on here at least once, but for those out there who don’t know I’ve suffered with travel-focused anxiety for a really long time, well over half my life in fact.
So when I managed to travel 122 miles a week ago I was pretty damn impressed with myself.
Honestly, I don’t think I can remember a time in my life where I’ve felt so… Calm I guess?
And not only that, but I also pushed through a bunch of other barriers in my life while I was out there.
I went on one of those rides where they put you in a roll cage and slingshot you straight up… It was hell on earth, but I lived.
And immediately after doing that, I proposed to my Girlfriend of almost 10 years.
Also, I went in the ocean. I don’t mind water in general, in fact I love to swim. But the ocean is outright terrifying to me. Too many unknowns. But lo’ and behold, there I was going for a full blown swim in the thing.
So all told, this week has seen me push my comfort limits, travel roughly 240+ miles and change, finally get round to promoting myself to a Fiancé and finally learn to just relax and not let things bother me.
Total success.




