I can't keep waiting around and daydreaming about the things I want to do. I can't wait around for someone to do them with either. It's scary but I don't want to look back and think, well, fear sure ruined my life didn't it. It's scary and it's hard and I'm sure the first part is going to worse then my comfy little comfort zone-but I can't stay here forever.
Still I sometimes feel like I'm crazy for just wanting to uproot and head off, maybe it's the thought of being a 'new' person? Or perhaps it's that being a bit odd likely won't stand out as much in a foreigner?
Whenever I start looking into it seriously or trying to plan ahead I just end up feeling a bit silly, a lot could change in the next few years-am I being sensible pinning hopes on this? What if my mum gets sick? The list goes on.
PS It appears the Incel forums are down again-this is weird as they were down for four days but no one commented on it......I wonder if it's just me?