How Solo Travel Changed Me

Krakow, Poland
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The ever-elusive idea of solo travel.  A trip, alone?  Some people’s worst nightmares, others dream trip.  I found most people saying one of three things to me. First, “I would NEVER want to do that, how boring!”  Okay… good for you.  I do.  Second, “Oh hunny, go and have fun!  When I was your age I wish I would’ve done that!”  Great, thank you, that is exactly why I’m doing it because in twenty years I don’t want to be saying that to someone.  I’d rather be saying “OMG when I took my solo trip…” And third, “I can’t imagine how peaceful it would be to get away from my husband and children for a bit.”  Yeah, I can’t imagine that either.  But mostly because I have neither.



Before leaving on my 17-week journey that would take me through 10 countries in Europe, and four through Southeast Asia, I wouldn’t exactly say that I was in a good place emotionally, physically, or mentally.  Emotionally I was a wreck.  I could’ve cried at the drop of a hat.  Did that stranger just glare at my funny?  Did that person stop talking to me because I have bad breath?  Does anyone notice that I’m almost 30 and don’t have a ring on my finger?  My self-consciousness was at an all time high, my self-esteem an all time low.  Being a normally confident person, this was something that I had never experienced before. I found myself picking fights with both family and friends. I had a jealous streak that I had never had before. And that doesn’t even scratch the surface.



Physically I was the most I have ever weighed.  And trust me, I know that there is more to beauty than what meets the eye, but those extra pounds also didn’t help my self esteem.  I was in a vicious cycle of overeating and overdrinking. And I couldn’t stop.  While my habits weren’t alarming me at the time, looking back I can’t believe I didn’t recognize it all sooner.  I became a stranger to myself.

Normally one to eat healthy and exercise, I found myself eating entire bags of chips in one sitting.  I had tricked myself into thinking I was eating “healthy” foods – tacos and pizza – because I made them myself with “wholesome” ingredients.  And once a lover of the gym… I found it incredibly hard to get there.  I would make excuse after excuse of why I couldn’t go.  And if I did make it?  I’d half ass it and leave earlier than usual.



Mentally I was in a fog.  While I would still consider myself overall happy, I was less happy than usual, but far from depressed.  I felt unmotivated and lacked direction.  I couldn’t quite decide what it was I wanted to be doing both with my life and my blog.  My alarm would go off in the morning and I’d lie in bed for hours convincing myself that it was time to get up.  And usually what made me finally roll out of bed was my stomach rumbling and the promise that if I made it upstairs I could eat breakfast tacos.


15 Weeks into My Solo Journey

Lake District, England

It’s only now, 15 weeks later that I can look back and see my life for what it was. Truthfully, I was overly concerned about what society and other people thought of me.  In my mind I had been planning this solo trip for an entire year before I left, but I didn’t tell anyone until three months before I was set to take off.  I was a nervous wreck that people would judge me and think that I was “weird.” I didn’t have the tools to not care or not listen. I was a slave to what others thought.

15 weeks later and I can say with certainty that first, it is NOT weird to follow your dreams.  Society places social pressures on people starting at such a young age.  You’re told that you have to follow a certain path in life; to grow up, go to school, get a job, get married, have kids, retire, and so on.  But what if I don’t fit that mold?  What if YOU don’t fit that mold?  Then what?  We’re supposed to wade through life just going through the motions while emotionally, physically, and mentally we get bogged down with the mundane day to day?  What if we’re destined for more?  What if we want more?


Solo Travel, it Changed Me

Bagan, Mandalay

Not only was my solo trip one for the books.  I chased the Northern Lights through Finland.  Rented countless mopeds throughout Southeast Asia.  Ate street food with locals and partied until dawn with other tourists.  I experienced utter happiness, extreme loneliness, and intense fear.  I welcomed these feelings in knowing that in order to heal… you have to acknowledge what you’re feeling.  Eventually that overly emotional part of me that wanted to cry if someone looked at me funny, went away.  My self-confidence and self-esteem began to rise.  I stopped putting others first, and started to put myself first. And without realizing it I stopped arguing with friends and family. I stopped feeling jealous of others. I started to want whats best for my friends and family, and began cheering strangers on!

Physically I began to shed the weight.  I realized that I was eating my feelings and began to search for other things that made me happy.  Seeing new places and meeting new people made me happy.  Going to bed early in order to see the sunrise the next day made me happy.  Being alone in a café with a good book and my thoughts, made me happy.  I realized the things that make me happy don’t have to be the things that make others happy.  I don’t have to follow any sort of mold that society places on me, and neither do you.  We can choose what is best for us and follow our own mold.

And mentally, I no longer allow my alarm to go off 10 times before getting out of bed.  My head feels clearer, I feel as though I have a sense of direction, and I am excited for each day that comes.


Being Alone isn’t a Sign of Weakness, it’s a Sign of Strength

Bruges, Belgium

Being alone doesn’t allow you to hide behind someone or something else.  You have to face your feelings head on in order to move forward.  If you embrace it, solo travel changes you from the inside out.  While you move from destination to destination you’re also moving from one feeling to the next.  Figuring out what makes you you.  What you like about yourself.  What you don’t like about yourself.  Being alone is like putting yourself under a microscope. You begin to peel back the layers and see the flaws you’d like to change.  But you also see the wonderful parts about yourself that you’d like to nurture.

So while solo travel is fun and exciting and an elusive idea of “getting away from it all”.  It also allows you to get to know yourself better.  Once you peel back those layers and work through those feelings – both good and bad – I hope you find a person that you like to spend time with.  Because in the end it doesn’t matter how far you travel. How many countries you visit or how many things you check off your bucket list.  What matters is that you love yourself.  And in turn, others will love you too.


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Kylee is a traveling Neonatal Intensive Care (NICU) nurse with a love for solo travel, wine, and Taylor Swift. Inspiring nurses to travel both near and far, Kylee began Passports and Preemies in 2017 while volunteering in Skopje, North Macedonia. Passports and Preemies was created as a way to reach nurses and advocate for the prevention of nurse burnout by traveling. Kylee is the original creator of the “8 Day Vacay” – a vacation geared towards nurses who aim to take advantage of the potentially 8 days off between work weeks with no need to use PTO.

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  1. February 4, 2019 / 8:12 pm

    What an incredible takeaway! This sounds incredible and I am so happy it has led you to happiness, self confidence and just made you a person who enjoys life. Sounds like this trip was just what you needed! And, of course, it’s incredibly inspirational! So happy for you!

    • February 5, 2019 / 3:17 am

      Thank you Crystal! It has been the best thing that has happened to me!

  2. February 5, 2019 / 5:51 am

    Love this message! So inspiring !

  3. February 6, 2019 / 8:08 pm

    This is so true and one of many reasons that I enjoy taking at least one solo trip a year. It allows me to get back to the basics and reacquaint myself with myself. So glad you decided to go for it!

    • February 7, 2019 / 1:34 am

      My new years resolution, even when I return home, is to make it a priority to also take a solo trip once a year. It’s so refreshing! Thanks for reading!

  4. February 19, 2019 / 2:47 pm

    A fantastic post that really inspires people to get out there to solo travel! Solo travel really does change one’s life and I bet you have inspired many to finally book that ticket! Way to get out there; not only to discover the world but also to discover yourself! I look forward to reading more of your adventures!

    • February 20, 2019 / 10:41 am

      Thanks Chelsey! What a great comment to wake up to 🙂 you are the sweetest!

  5. Victoria
    March 1, 2019 / 12:25 pm

    Wow I completely recognise myself in this post. I’ve just turned 32 and found my recent jealousy of friends and family alarming and uncontrollable and just a sense of drowning and sense of despair at the fact I’m not in the place I thought I would be by now. Western society is tough sometimes! This has really resonated with me and I definitely need to take steps to rediscover myself and spend time healing me. Thank you for posting this, it’s like you’ve taken the thoughts out of my head and I definitely feel more ‘normal’ with what I’m going through.

    • March 1, 2019 / 6:13 pm

      Western society is SO tough on us!!!! So much pressure. I’m sorry you’re going through this but glad what I said resonates with you. Just know that I’ve been there too!

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