Now, I was busy. I needed to buy a flight to Malaysia and the supplies I needed. I need to gather information, pack, and get all of my vaccinations. I got my vaccinations three at a time over a one month period. I was often sick the following day. What kept me moving through it all and believing in myself? I thought a lot about my father and how he often told me, “You can do whatever you want to do”. He was very optimistic and he believed in me. Remembering that instilled me with courage, strength and self-confidence.
Yes, there were days when I felt very alone. Here I reached out to my girlfriends, Camillia, Sidsel, Tina and Rie, who supported my choices. My friends did not doubt me for a second. They knew that I had survived my father’s suicide and a violent relationship where I wound up fleeing to a woman’s home. The bottom line for them, and for me, was that I had already experienced things most likely far worse than anything the trip to Malaysia could throw at me, so should I fall, I would simply shake myself off and get up again.
I was very excited about my trip to Manchester, since I had never traveled alone before. I went alone to the airport and enjoyed the flight. I was VERY proud of myself for making this decision for myself, choosing to use my inheritance on my dream and not letting the concerns of others slow me down. I was also very excited about what life had to offer and what new doors might open up to me. I was ready for a life change in my life.