About amandamgood
I have always wanted to travel...
When i graduated college all I asked to was a passport and a suitcase. I got a sweater...and a job.
I went along with what I was supposed to do. Job, car, dog (best dog in the world) and a boyfriend. Something was always missing though, I never felt satisfied with who I was or where I was in my life. I have an amazing family and wonderful friends. The love surrounding me is endless. It was something in me, nagging at me that I needed more. Jealousy was always there when people came back from seeing amazing places and experiencing what I dreamed of. I believed that one day, when we could afford it, I would travel the world with my special someone.
Well, guess what. I am tired. I am tired of living the life that our society wants of me. I don't want to work a job that I dont love. I don't want to put all my dreams on hold while I wait for someone special to take me to all these beautiful places that I dream of. Fuck that.
I turned 30. I'm as single and anyone could possibly be. My boyfriend told that he "loved me but didnt see himself bying me a ring..." Ouch.
I decided I needed out. Out of that relationship. Out of relationships in general. Out of Washington State. Out of the United States. I just didn't know how to initiate my departure, I was broke. I mean seriously broke.
- Ladies: please hear me. Don't EVER give up everything for a man. I ended up homeless, in debt, and less than 100$ in the bank.
My first out was offered to me at a party, I was lost and I was wasted. An acuaintance of mine, through my ex, asked me how i was doing. A drunken conversation and a couple texts to his boss and a phone interview (not that night) got me a job. In Juneau Alaska. On a whale watching boat!! Not counting my 4/5 year old Seaworld experience (Fuck Seaworld) I had never seen whales. I saved. I paid my bills and saved more. I got myself to Juneau. Leaving my family and my baby (Bogie the dog) behind. The hardest thing I ever did was walk out of the house leaving my dog. He is the best little accidental apoption there ever was.
Anyways this is how my adventures began... It's not as exciting as others. It's not going to be an "Into the Wild Experience". I swear openly, and experience fear and nervousness when doing something new.
This is a journal for me. Something I started to record and share with friends and family. Excuse gramatical errors and spelling issues. That is not my primary concern in these moments. I'm just trying to get words down to express my experience.
WIth love from Juneau.
