Wanderlust. It’s a powerful thing. It’s human nature to want to explore and discover new things. There’s an undeniable force that drives us to be curious about the world we live in. Which is great!
I think no matter where in the world you were born, there must have been at least one point in your life when you’ve thought about being somewhere else. Even if just for a short time. For me, that’s been the case for most of my life.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my home. It will always be special to me and I’ll always think about it fondly as the place I grew up in. But since moving away, there’s just no question that it was the right thing to do.
Taking that leap to up and leave your comfortable life can be a daunting prospect, no matter how big or small the move is. It takes planning and serious consideration. You have to mull over everything about where you’re moving to. But you also have to consider the place and the people you’re leaving behind.
I don’t know about anyone else but I’ve noticed a certain stigma that comes with moving away from home; that it’s somehow a selfish thing to do??
I suppose I can see how this stigma came about. If you think about it, leaving your family and friends to better your own life could be misconstrued as selfish. I certainly felt a twinge of guilt when I moved away. But however this stigma was born, I don’t agree.
I believe that flying the nest is truly one of the best things you can do, for yourself and for your loved ones. The opportunities that you might find in another city or country should never be passed up or missed out on due to the fear of leaving people behind.
The people in your life who care about you and love you will want to see you succeed more than anything, even if that means seeing you go.