A Woman's Search for Meaning

Fundraising a Trip to Italy + Where I’ve Been

The last you heard from me, it was May. I had just finished my Junior year of school, and I was excited to embark on a summer full of fun and adventures. While fun and adventures were definitely had, I also found myself quite lost in the darkness of my own creation.

This summer was extraordinary. Filled with one concert per month, two of which required traveling to Chicago. I saw Death Cab For Cutie not once, but twice. I even managed a trip to the beach, something I’ve yet to do since the first time I saw the ocean over 7 years ago. All of these, I hope to write posts about in the near(ish) future. Stay tuned!

So bizarre, then, that my summer was also one of pain and struggle. My spring semester last year was hard. It kind of pushed me to my limits. I ended up drinking for the first time in over three years. It started slow, and I managed to convince myself that I could control it. Over the course of the summer, though, it became clear that I could not. To top it off, I had an issue with my insurance, and I had to stop going to therapy for nearly 3 months. I will finally be able to go back in November. It’s definitely a reminder of how beneficial therapy has been for me. I’m grateful to say that I’ve now got nearly a month of newfound sobriety under my belt. I have no idea what my future holds, but I know that, for now, it’s best that I don’t drink.

Needless to say, I’ve been a little preoccupied, and this blog fell to the wayside. I hope that changes now.

This time a couple months ago I felt kind of hopeless. Despite all of the evidence proving otherwise, I was convinced that I am a failure. That my future is bleak, and that I will never do anything of substance in this life. I felt like there was no way out of the way I was feeling. I felt disconnected from everyone I love, and I felt that I had no one to turn to. I realize now, that a lot of that was just the liquor talking. Just a few short weeks of no alcohol has already changed my outlook. I’ve been able to connect more with friends and Josh. I’ve been spending more time taking care of myself, and less time wallowing in a booze-fueled pity party. It’s funny, too, because the moment I stopped drinking again, life started throwing exciting opportunities my way, a reminder of what this life is truly about.

So that leads me to the other part of the title of this post. I’m fundraising for a trip to Italy. Through school, I’ve got an incredible chance to go to Rome and Florence during my Spring Break. Leaving the country is something I’ve been dreaming of since I was able to dream. Unfortunately, it is a pricey trip. The itinerary is packed full with guided tours, museum visits, day trips to significant cities. The package includes my flight, hotel, and some meals. Being that I’m still a broke college student (only until May, yippee!), I need all the help I can get. If you’re able to, I would be grateful for any amount you can provide!

https://gofund.me/0de40718

Fundraising is tricky. There’s a level of guilt I feel asking strangers and friends alike for their money. Life is extremely expensive for everyone these days, and I don’t ever want to take from those that need the money as much as I do. That being said, this trip is something I cannot accomplish alone. I’m picking up all the extra shifts, donating plasma, selling chocolate. I’m doing all of the things I can think of to do, and I still need help. Asking for help isn’t always easy, but I’m hoping that it’s worth it. Thanks for sticking around, reading these silly blog posts, and reminding me that I’m not as alone as I sometimes feel.

Until next time ~

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