i am, originally, an account of one’s experiences traveling throughout australia and new zealand on her own so that one can look back on it as an old woman and relive the memories of her exciting youth. oh to be young again!
i am the true, honest feelings and thoughts one has after booking a one-way flight to australia and discovering the sometimes-wrecking sometimes-beautiful consequences this decision has on one’s mental and physical states.
i am the journal of one who struggles with living in a foreign country (and with life in general, really), of one who has lost her dad, and of one who has suffered from debilitating, life-threatening anxiety.
i am an attempt to be honest not only with you, but with oneself, an attempt to expose oneself, reveal all one’s vulnerabilities page by page until there is nothing but the core. no veneers of protection, no artificial pretexts.
in other words, i am the evidence of a quarter-life crisis. enjoy!