Travel for Mental Health: Be the Weeble Wobble

In the midst of my life quickly unraveling I have rediscovered one thing that I know for sure. I am a Weeble Wobble. Plenty of “stuff” has fallen apart for me. Still, I keep pushing forward. I was raised by a single mother in poverty, alcoholism runs in my family, I’m chunky, and a woman of color. Still, I keep pushing forward. I am a Weeble Wobble and travel for mental health has become a way of life.

What do I mean by this? I mean that despite the knocks that I have taken in life and the issues that I have suffered, I have never completely fallen apart. Regardless of the amount of time that I may spend spinning around and being discombobulated, I always find a way to center myself. I have been blessed with the intestinal fortitude and survivor instinct that is required to not allow my circumstances to break me. Like many things in life success comes for me in a series of half steps that build upon one another. Where some events might at first appear as failures they are in truth stepping stones to building a better and more stable future.

Where this comes into play

What I think this realization does for me is that it gives me freedom. I am more willing to fail because I know that I can survive the disappointment and come back stronger. This freedom also allows me to take more chances and experience more of the amazing possibilities of life because I know that failure is not the end of the world. In the end people will always learn more from failure than they can from success. Failure keeps you hungry and productive if you let it. The struggle and the grind gives you a goal to attain; be better than the failure. On top of that it can keep you from being complacent.

While this can often come out as BS it has turned out to be the truth more times in my life than I can possibly write about. A great example is now. If it was not for my latest failure of having my military dreams fall apart I wouldn’t be working from home, writing about things that I love, and planning a European trip for this Fall and Winter. Why? The military allowed me to refocus, reset, get healthy, and get some cash to fund my adventures. The results were unexpected but it surely wasn’t a failure.