The most valuable thing I’ve learned from travelling is that no matter where I go, I take me with me. I could leave behind people, places, and routines, but the one thing I couldn’t escape was my own thinking. Wherever I wandered, my thoughts came too.
At first, new experiences would bring new thinking—fun thoughts about how beautiful a place was or how wonderful the people were. But as the novelty wore off and the unfamiliar became familiar, old thoughts would creep in. Thoughts of self-doubt, of not knowing what I was doing, of wondering if I’d ever truly feel happy. There were moments when I’d look at a sunrise, knowing it was beautiful but unable to feel its beauty inside. People would tell me I was awesome, but I couldn’t see it.
Wherever I went, there I was.
The realisation hit me hard: there was nothing in the world I could buy, do, or have that would bring me lasting joy. Everything I’d believed about success—that if I achieved enough, owned enough, or secured enough, I’d finally feel happy—wasn’t true. The foundation of my understanding about life and the human experience crumbled beneath me. As the Fresh Prince would say, “My world got flipped, turned upside down.”
In that collapse, my mind reached for familiar ground, desperate to hold onto something known. But the harder I tried, the more everything slipped away. Who I thought I was—my identity, my beliefs, my very sense of self—was dissolving. It felt like freefalling into nothingness. One thought emerged, steady and calm, as if from a deeper place: “Let go. It’ll be okay. Let go.”
So, that spiritual awakening is still within me. Sometimes it gets overshadowed or rusted by old habits that I’m still struggling with, but I know it’s there, and I’m becoming more aware that I want to return to that state.
Now I am more than convinced of one thing: I will no longer waste my energy on these habits or addictions. So, I encourage everyone to try with all their strength.
Thanks. 
, step by step.