A friend told me, the other day, that I was brave to leave the UK for Australia all those moons ago. I’m not so sure.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I wholeheartedly agree that, for some people, any lifestyle change can be daunting.
A new job or home or even a new relationship can bring all kinds of expected and unexpected scares. Let’s not beat around bush – life can be terrifying.
But, when I decided to pack my bags and hightail it to the other side of the planet, I wasn’t scared. The idea of it being “brave” not once crossed my mind.
I was too excited.
I couldn’t wait! I couldn’t wait for the freedom. I couldn’t wait for the responsibility. I know that’s an oxymoron but it’s true. When the only person you’re responsible for is yourself, with the right attitude, the world can most certainly be your oyster.
I won’t lie, if I were to do it all again I would probably shit myself. In hindsight there are all sorts of things I didn’t take into account when I was younger.
I had no insurance. I barely had any savings. I didn’t know anyone. But like most of us at that age, I thought I was invincible.
Fortunately, it paid off.
For Oscar, it was a different story. His journey was a success, undoubtedly, but he didn’t see Australia as freedom. Not straight away. He learned the hard way.
But, when he did, his life changed forever. He discovered he could be anybody he wanted to be.