Was about to post some very IG worthy holiday pics but thought it was important to post this first. Travel, holidays and trips have always been one of my biggest anxiety/OCD/PTSD triggers. I’ve never been on a “friends” holiday before and for years I would stay cosy at home while my family flew to far flung cities around the world. I’m insanely lucky to have the privilege to travel but up until recently it just hasn’t been realistic. I would worry about everything - the airport, the plane, an unfamiliar bed. I’d worry my anxiety and depression would ruin the holiday, waste the money, make it miserable for everyone else. I would worry about everything. I’ve done so much work and can’t quite believe I’m finally able to pack hand luggage, get on a plane and ENJOY a holiday but it doesn’t mean it’s always easy. My mum took this delightful pic of me in the airport on the way home from Sardinia. Mid panic. Trying to breathe. Trying to calm down. Instagram can be shiny in the months of august and while I personally love a shiny moment, these moments are important to show too. Wherever you’re at in your journey towards going on journeys - it’s OK. I promise 💙