My final day

Wow it’s time to come home already. Where has the time gone? I’m so proud of myself. All the anxiety about leaving and the panic I suffered so badly at the beginning of my journey, especially in the Maldives, feels like only yesterday and yet I have come so far since then. It makes me

Living with a monster

Living with a monster is what having to control PTSD feels like to me. It’s an endless cycle of oppressing my demon to prevent all hell breaking loose.  The best way I can describe it is with a diagram, excuse my poor drawing skills: The picture shows my silhouette with a rip through my chest.

So far, so friendly

I’ve been pleasantly surprised how people came through for me …

2 days in Bangkok

I had to get up at 4:30am on the Sunday morning to get a boat from Naifaru, Maldives to a domestic airport which would fly me to Male. The sea was extremely choppy which I embraced as a sort of roller coaster ride for about 10 mins before the constant soaring then crashing into the

The real Maldives – 9 things I didn’t expect

Wow three awesome weeks have gone by so fast! I’ve had a few downs but so many ups and I’ve learnt a lot about myself yet even more about the Maldives. When you picture the Maldives you vision beautiful beaches, hot weather and 5* resorts over crystal clear water, but all that luxury is in

I never dreamed I could feel so real

Yesterday was a personal best for me emotionally and mentally. To cut a long story short we had to take our biggest turtle, Penny, to the only vet in the Maldives which was about a 2 hour speed boat journey away. The boat was brilliant fun and I got to see some awesome wildlife like

Speaking out – 3 ways it has affected me so far

Before I boarded my first flight I did a quick post on Facebook to introduce all my connections to this blog. It wasn’t an easy decision which I had been chewing over for more than a week before deciding to go for it.  I must have typed and retyped it up in my notes about

Ready, set… travel

I leave tonight to travel for three months solo.  I’ve always dreamt of going traveling and was hoping to go after college, I even had a huge world map covering one of my bedroom walls for inspiration!  But PTSD took such a hold on me that my plans faded into the background. Instead I finished