So after one week, I called my mom and said to her :''I just got my US travel visa, and I am going for my next adventure to New York ALONE,”. This news was the second bombing from my side onto my parents. (Especially on my Mom, my dad is a very supportive for all my decisions :D ) I informed the same way when I decided to come to the Netherlands a few years before. So she started asking me that why do you want to do this traveling ALONE in an entirely different country? My mother might have accepted that I already created my home in the Netherlands, and that’s why she forgot that I’m not living in my country and according to her point of view, traveling to America means going to the entirely different country. Only, when you live alone, do you see how strong you are when dealing with stressful situations.So I replied to her:‘’Mom trust me, it would be the most amazing experience of my life, and I would cherish it throughout my life, and I’m the brave daughter of a brave woman so let me do this please.’’She managed somehow to keep her worries all aside and supported my crazy idea one more time AGAIN. :D
Since the last couple of years, I have learned that I wasn’t obnoxious about watching a movie alone (except horror movies), eating at a restaurant without company. I didn’t care about being lonely, about being scared, about looking like I didn’t “have” anybody. In fact, I realized I was mastering the art of self-love and not self-obsessed kind of love. :D
I had two solid reasons to plan a solo trip in the USA.
1. I have already created my small little world in the Netherlands, but I wanted to distend my horizons a little bit more and to see how I could handle any unexpected and arduous situation when I won't have anyone to judge me, guide me and protect me.
2.I wanted to explore that each and everything for which I was afraid to do a few years before.