It’s hard for me to admit this to myself let alone my family, friends, and the entire internet – but I’ve never been one to bend the truth and I can whole-heartedly say that for me, home isnt where the heart is.
I grew up in a small town – but I won’t bore you with that story here, for I’ve told it in greater detail here.
For years of my youth – long, tiresome years, I never felt as if I belonged. I had a great group of friends,
incredible beyond incredible family as my support system, a good job, a good education, food on the table… you get the idea.
But I never felt as if I belonged. Whether it was in a group of friends or in a dance recital, I would always feel slightly on the edge of the group, like I would never be the girl front and centre with all eyes on her – regardless, I never really aimed to be that girl anyway… there were already so many of them doing such a good job of it.
I was never without anything, but there was always something missing.
I was in love with travel from a young age when I travelled overseas as part of a children’s choir to sing at a movie premier – i know, pretty cool at the ripe ol’ age of thirteen.
But this was a two-pronged sword as it not only gave me the opportunity to see the world for the first time, but it also opened up my eyes to a world beyond the one I knew back at home in Australia. Quite simply, I became obsessed.
I was obsessed with the unknown and discovering it – I wanted to go on adventures, explore, see the world, soak it up like a sponge, and come back to my little town on an island in Australia and share it with everyone and anyone who would listen.
But after a while I stopped wanting to come home. I wanted to keep going – seeing more, doing more, being more.
So then, what would I say you should do when home isn’t where your heart is?
Take the plunge and throw yourself into life head first. Spend your entire savings without fear of going broke. Leave your job without the fear that it won’t be there when you return. Live your life without fear of the repercussions of your actions and just follow your heart. After all, what do you have to lose? Sure, you could fire away with answers to this question. That’s fine. If you have excuses, don’t complain about not being able to travel. If you really want to go then you can. If you’re looking for a sign, this is it.
You’re not alone. I’m not alone. Not all of us want to play the game of life and only free ourselves 4 weeks of the year when we go on a ‘holiday’. And remember — what have you got to lose?