It feels like a lifetime ago. It was my first journey out as a digital nomad, living out my backpack, all my belongings with me.
At this point I’d sold everything, and was living off a small amount of savings.
I had no idea how it would all turn out and so many times I thought I would need to give up, return home, and get a “real” job.
In these first three months I ran out of money, my father was diagnosed with cancer, I felt homesick, I suffered severe anxiety, and yet somehow.. I persevered.
It’s been over six years since this photo was taken, at Chiang Dao caves a few hours outside of Chiang Mai, Northern Thailand.
Since then I’ve kept going. I’ve worked my way up the rungs of work from home and now work from anywhere for my dream company; I’ve explored every continent except Antartica (so far) and explored 39 countries. I’ve learned languages, made lifelong friends, volunteered, lost my father, and figured out what’s most important to me.
Through that, I’ve not given up. I’m still here, still going.
Each time I see these old photos from my earliest digital nomad days I’m reminded of how far I’ve come, and how amazing this journey has been so far.
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