Running away

Tomorrow I have a long trip planned. I don't even know why I'm going on this trip but it is way out of my comfort zone and I'm nervous. I guess the best explanation is that I need something to look forward to. But I feel this is an empty solution - much like an alcoholic saying he's going to cut back. Because when I get back I'll be alone again and I don't want to be - you can want until your skin falls off but it still doesn't make friends materialize. Actually I don't want just a friend I want somebody who deeply cares about my well being - selfish yes but I just think it's my turn. Today I tried to tell people that I was taking a long trip - but judging from their response it was a waste of time and left me dead inside. As the departure hour approaches I get more anxious because I know that I will be alone in a strange land - at least at home I have my channel changer and my bed. I keep picturing myself being the most miserable tourist ever wishing I was back safely tucked in the couch cushions sanctuary. So Bon voyage to this lost soul hoping he can squeeze something out of paradise lost. Which way - anywhere but here.

Just take a deep breath and tell yourself that this is going to be fun. You are so fixated on the negative aspects that you are making yourself anxious. Think of it this way, you are going to visit someplace new. Imagine all the cool stuff you are likely to see there! Try to think of only positive things and push the negative out of your mind. I hope that your trip brings good things to you. Try not to stress.