Travel? Maybe not.

When people say travelling changes you as a person, I could never understand what they were talking about. I couldn’t disagree more with the statement. I took 7 trips last year and not one of them had any drastic effects on me. More so, I’ve come to realize that travelling is not for me. I’m not cut out for that. It’s not because of different weather or living conditions; I survived all of them without a single complaint but I can’t see any kind of change in me. I remain the same Me as I was when I left for the trip. I've been told that if I visit with this mindset only then, nothing can help, so I decided I'll give it another try and go with an open mind but trust me, I regretted going this time around too.

It's not that I hate leaving my comfort zone or I dislike new things, it's just that I'm not gonna remember even a bit of it anyway. We go, we roam around, we have different kinds of food, we come back and live to go about our normal routine lives. Nothing really changed in my lousy routine or my anxiety full-head. They say it will recharge you, give you a different perspective and help you grow as a person. I feel nothing of that sort.
This time, I went to the most religious place in our country for two days, it's supposed to be that calm, serene and a peaceful place of all. Trust me when I say," It did not recharge me, it was not a peaceful, life-affirming trip". It made me more tired and over anxious.
One thing I realized about myself during the trip was I get my energy recharged from the little things I do for myself in my regular days and that keeps me going. I really don't need a vacation to give myself a break. 
Some of you might even get into pressure to enjoy your trips to the fullest just because everyone says so and they get nothing but have to lie about it on social media. Is it really worth that trouble?

I say we all try to do little things every day for ourselves and not wait for a vacation to ruin our weekends.

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