travelling

[singingcrow]

did it stop you from ctb?

 

[ConfusedClouds]

For me it worked so well because it takes everything back to the basics of life/survival - arrange somewhere to stay, food, work out logistics to get to the next town/sight/transport link etc. This was high paced backpacking style travel. Also the language barrier worked for me as it kept things to simple, practical, essential communications meaning I never got caught out with freezing and not knowing answers - or at least it could be put down to translation!

However I have a moral mental block against travelling again now. A sort of eco anxiety of regret as to my travels before and how much a waste of resources such unnecessary flying is when theres relatively so much still to explore in my own country/local areas. Covid flipped that on its head for me personally.


*but my true awareness of my suicidality and freezing and communication failures have only come to the surface in the past couple of years. Ignorance was bliss when travelling but looking back it was definitely a 'scenario' that worked well for me.

 

[MoonBat]

Traveling helped, but I noticed it was odd. When I was away, I was happy and has sort of love for life— probably just brought on from change opposed to my unusual monotony, but the second I flew over state lines I felt my melancholy return to me. It's still a matter of psychology, traveling is a means of escapism, but sometimes escapism is necessary if you want to recover.

 

[platypus77]

To me travelling is amazing to elevate my mood to the extremes, I had my share of it already. I get so excited that my personality shifts from introvertion right to the opposite side of the spectrum.

I love backpacking and exploring new places, the hard part is going back to real life. Even if I'm doing great I get a little bit of "post-travel" depression.

 

[ForgottenAgain]

I've put "yes" but I think a big part of that increase in mood was because I would either be visiting my grandma or travelling with my mother, two people I loved and made life worth while.

For several years I've been an immigrant and I loathe travelling. I'm expected to travel back home at least once a year and it is a big annoyance, the opposite of escapism. I haven't travelled for leisure in at least 10 years.

 

[Languish]

Sadly I feel nothing for travel. No matter where I go, all that awaits is a feeling of emptiness. I can however feel vicariously through others, if I care enough about them. So.. travelling with friends, partners, or loved ones can be nice. Their joy, and reactions to seeing everything, can be a very fulfilling feeling.