Some days, I struggle to believe that I did this:
But these photos show that I really did it. We did it. Despite all my self-doubt and fear of failure, I went out there and proved to myself that I could do whatever I wanted to do!
It took me a while to realise this. I got back to the UK on a very cold Monday morning and battled my way through the snow to get to my city centre flat. Before I even reached my street, I could feel the shock setting in. The buildings are too small; the sky is too blue; the street signs are all wrong; the traffic is on the wrong side of the road; I don't have the right money; the accents are funny; it's cold... After eight hours at 35,000ft above sea level, my brain was really struggling to cope.
After a month of trying to deal with this, I've decided the best way to cope is to just not try. In New York, I started to see myself as a person with my own opinions and my own way of doing things. It might not fit in with what I think other people expect of me, but that doesn't mean that what I'm doing is wrong. It's just me.
So, new approach to life. Let's see how this goes... Wish me luck!