Goin’ places that I’ve never been,
Seein’ things that I may never see again,
And I can’t wait to get on the road again.
– Willie Nelson
Exactly three years ago, I set out on a year-long journey. I travelled from New York to California, to Australia, to India, and then back home to my family in Minnesota.
As cliché as this sounds, that really was a journey of self-discovery. Most importantly, it gave me license to explore who I really am, and lead to my realization that, after years of dreaming and denial, I needed to finally start my transition.
Since I got back, I’ve mostly stayed in one place: Minnesota. My family is there–my mom and two older brothers, my sister-in-law, and my two nieces, ages 2 and almost 4.
Since getting back from my round-the-world adventure, I’ve become more confident in who I really am. I’ve dealt with anxieties that I’ve always had, but had managed to push beneath the surface.
There’s still a long way for me to go mentally and emotionally. I still have anxiety every day. There are days where it’s a challenge for me to get out of bed, or to start the work day.
But it’s finally time for me to get back on the road again, where I’ve always belonged. First stop, Buenos Aires, Argentina.
I’m not really sure what the point of this post is, except to say that I’m planning to get blogging again–about my travels, about dealing with anxiety, about the struggles and successes of my transition, and whatever else comes to mind.
I don’t know where I’m goin’,
But I sure know where I’ve been…
And I’ve made up my mind, I ain’t wasting no more time.
But here I go again, here I go again.