Euro Entry #3

It's been 5 days since I left to Europe. I cannot even begin to describe what I'm feeling because I don't even know! It's all so surreal. I still cannot believe that I am backpacking through Europe. I've seen Stockholm, loved Amsterdam and on ly way to explore Prague. Not to mention celebrating Oktoberfest in Germany and ending the trip with some tiramisu in Venice.

Ive been in Amsterdam the past three days and I can probably say I have never felt so good in as long as I can remember. Anxiety levels were the lowest they've been in years, the paranoia was limited and my sleeep has been daily! I'm enhoying my vacation, I'm living something I've been dying to do. I'm literally living out of a backpack, sleeping with strangers in the bunkbeds next to mine, riding 14 hour busses and enjoying every second of it. My travel buddy is chill. I don't think we've had any issues. We have the same chilling vibe so hasn't been an issue for us. 

It all feels like a dream. Like I'm going to wake up soon and find out that this never happened. I mean fuck, shit like this doesn't happen when you're a girl living in the Middle East with your parents. This isn't something many people are even willing to do. But I wanted to. And I am. That feels so good. To know that I am. To say thay I am doing something I wanted to do. Feels weird and empowering to be honest.