I love putting myself out of my comfort zone. Whether it’s volunteering at a homeless shelter, catching a lift with a total stranger or simply going on a Tinder date, I relish the feeling.
Home or away, anyone can lead an exciting life but rarely does anything live up to exploring the world. Four years ago I graduated with a first-class honours degree. Three years ago I had a decent job in London, my own flat and was in a long-term relationship. Two years ago I left it all.
I’m not getting any younger, the big 30 is drawing near and even more so than ever, I’m feeling the pressure to conform to the “norms” of society. My previous travels in my teens and early 20’s were met with “where to next?” now I’m more likely to be asked “When you are going to settle down”.
Don’t get me wrong. I’d love to. Seeing my friends get married, have children and purchase their own homes has made me want the same but it just hasn’t happened yet. It’s not something you can go looking for without compromising and I’m certainly not one to settle for a life that isn’t worth waiting for.
So here I am. Being pulled by both sides, the pressure to settle down, “get a real job”, have a family and my addiction for adventure and to learn more about the world.
Felicity Macintosh is my alter ego.
The traveller, the excitement seeker, the opportunity taker, the crazy voice in my head that tells me to do what I want to do.