How Solo Travel Healed My Self-Doubt

                                             

When I first boarded a plane by myself, I was terrified. Not just of getting lost, but of the silence. Of the stillness. I thought I needed others to feel secure, to feel seen.

I was wrong.

Traveling solo became the medicine I didn’t know I needed. I didn’t just see new countries—I saw myself more clearly. I faced fears. I made decisions without asking for permission. I ate dinner alone and felt powerful. I got lost and learned how capable I really am.

Here’s what changed:

• I stopped people-pleasing. When you're solo, you decide what you need.

• I discovered how to enjoy my own company.

• I stopped shrinking myself to fit into other people’s stories—and started writing my own.

Self-doubt isn’t something you outrun. But every solo step you take proves to yourself: you’re stronger than you think.

So if you’re reading this and wondering, "Could I really do it?"
The answer is yes. And when you do, you won’t come back the same.