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Travelling Helped Deal With My Depression & Anxiety.

I believe everyone goes through that phase of depression and anxiety. You know where you feel mentally and emotionally low. You’ve been there, I’ve been there, (so please be nice) – where everything seems to be going wrong. Nothing seems to be going the way you expected it to go. You physically want to stop fighting. Shut everything and everyone out of your life, curl up into a little ball and disappear.

I’ve been there, I’ve been there a lot of times and I’m sure many others like me have also. Life can hit you hard. It seems like it’s passing you by and you are just existing. Not living any more – at least, not the life you planned, wanted or thought you would have. You are just doing the things you have to do to survive from one day to the next! Life isn’t just about surviving, life is for a living – experiencing, feeling, seeing and believing in people, ideas and things.

Travelling is honestly a good escape for me.

My Story…

Now before we get any deeper into my story. I am so private so this is difficult. I want to please ask you all not to hold me accountable for anything in this article. This is because I am certainly not an expert on depression, paranoia and anxiety or any other health condition. I more or less would say I’m ‘an expert’ on my own personal issues. And I think that it is so important to take ownership of my (your) feelings, experiences (decisions and choices). Everyone’s mental and emotional health issues are different; I deal with mine by travelling. In seeing the world, experiencing different people, cultures and environments – as often as I can.

After University…

I think my worst period of depression was just after finishing university. I believe after university it is considered very common amongst many graduates to suffer with depression and anxiety.

Post-graduation depression is a serious issue that isn’t spoken about enough. According to Topuniveristies, adjusting to life after university can be traumatic. When I finished university, I remember finishing exams and asking myself ‘what next’? What am I going to do with my life? You see, I don’t feel like these institutions prepare you for what we call life! I wasn’t sure what was out there for me and I was seeing my peers secure jobs. I felt lost for a long time. It was really hard for me to get out of that hole I found myself in.

Rejections…

I was applying for job after job and I was getting rejection after rejection. I slowly began to close myself in and hide from the world. It became me and my laptop with no one to really talk to. In my head no one really understood what I was going through. I asked myself a number of times, what I  had done wrong. It didn’t make sense to me. In my head, I had gone to a good University. I had graduated with a 2.1. I had also travelled to over 20 countries and had gained experience whilst at uni. In my head, I thought I was the perfect candidate for any good job and a great career.

Despite having savings, I realised quickly that I needed to earn income. I began to apply for anything and everything. I secured a job in sales – BAD DECISION!!! You see, I wasn’t cut out for sales. Let’s just say I didn’t last long. I knew I didn’t want to do the job but was happy to have a so-called ‘graduate job’. I stuck it out for 3 months but was later left with nothing. I was back again at square one – with no job and steadily depleting savings!

Feeling of Failure

I was back being unemployed, looking for work but it just wasn’t going my way. I know you are probably thinking this isn’t a big deal, but for me it really was! I was always the one that was doing something, so not working was weighing me down. I felt like everything I had worked for wasn’t going to amount for anything. I didn’t realise that this was just the beginning!

Reality Kicked in…

Rewind slightly, I hadn’t travelled for that whole year after losing my job in 2014. At this point, I had hit rock bottom. I decided to take a trip to Nigeria for my birthday. This was an escape from my reality which I perceived as a nightmare.  I can honestly tell you that it was the best decision that I made for myself. I spent time with the Nigerian arm of my family. People that I truly believe understood what I was going through. They advised me that I was still so young, with a great future ahead of me; and they still advise me this today.

My Auntie Lola, in particular, is always reassuring me on how far I have come and how much further I can and will still go in life. It’s what keeps me going to this day.

It’s weird because when I got back, my mindset changed completely! I got another job and moved away from home. My home then was paradise to where I was going, but I needed to do that to move forward. I won’t lie to you.

Moving away from home was hard. I had no one around me that had my best interest, it was all for their own personal advantage; and once they were done with me, I was no longer needed. What kept me going was my drive, motivation for the fruitful future I envisaged and most of all, God.  I knew the experience I was going to gain was going to take me places. So I bore it all, though I hated where I was and the people around me; but slowly I got myself back on track and with enough money, was able to book a trip to Dubai.

Travelling Helped Me with Anxiety…

Travelling is honestly a good escape for me. It helps me to realise what is important and what isn’t. An escape from reality is always needed for me to self-reflect. Life can sometimes be so hard that you just have to take time out to fly away and come back refreshed. When you come back you are better prepared to fight, fight all the bullshit and crap life throws at you. God has given me so much opportunity to see varied life and cultures in different parts of the world; and to gain different perspectives. It has been amazing. At that time it was hard, but now life doesn’t seem all that bad. 

Life can sometimes be so hard that you just have to take time out to fly away and come back refreshed.

This was again another good trip. It gave me ten days to escape the harsh environment that I was living in. I was able to escape reality and (sigh)….. just breathe. Trust me, when you are not enjoying your current living situation. Travelling can be a good escape and was/is my only hope. It is always a good form of escape for me. It helps me not to lose it! I was able to escape from the bitchiness and the heartbreak from a relationship which was no longer working.

Mental Health

Your mental and emotional health is so important. You have to always take care of your mental and emotional health. So that you don’t hit rock bottom and develop habits you can’t get yourself out of (like drug abuse); or do something untoward – which may even harm you, others, or mar your life! Depression, paranoia, and anxiety have been my biggest enemies. I have learnt to deal with them in a very good and positive way. I have also learnt to remove myself from toxic people and those who do not have my best interest at heart. If people aren’t good for my mental and emotional health, I will not allow myself to be around them.

I hope to talk to you more, about mental such as depression and anxiety. And emotional health issues (because emotional health affects mental health – or vice vasa) in our community. They are real and they need to be properly and openly addressed.

Have you experienced the depression and anxiety?

For anyone who is experiencing anything similar, I recommend that you find something which is good; and which makes you happy. Or allows you to escape – even for a while: and ensure that you stick to it – often. The brief respite it provides for you, maybe all that you need to get yourself back on solid/staple track.

This isn’t the end of my openness with you all. In fact, let us just say it is just the beginning. 

Read also: How to Beat Post-Travel Depression

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Don’t TOUCH, Ask Q’s About MY HAIR

This is for the beautiful amazing black QUEENS out there in the corporate world that just want a new fresh hairstyle, but threat on how to deal with “those comments and questions” read more you will understand….

Warning you may want to apply a slight American dialect to this but I think regardless we all will appreciate!

Girls, girls, girllllls! I write this as I listen to Solonge – Don’t touch my hair! which I know y’all have listened too and can relate! If you haven’t then girlllll you better get on it! She speaks about our crown that they (you know who… and if you don’t you will) shouldn’t touch. I can’t tell you how sick, tired, annoyed but also slightly amused of feeling uncomfortable about doing my hair in different styles simply because of the working environment, my work colleagues in the past and present have put me in. I know, I know why should I care?! I shouldn’t but it’s hard when you go to work with that fresh new weave or those fresh new braids, or coinrows were you’re of course feeling yourself as you should; then you have someone ask you.


“Your hair looks nice, how do they make it like that”

“It’s very interesting how they make your hair like that”

“Do you wash your hair when it’s in the weave”

“Your hair looks like you have snakes on your head”

“How long do you have to sit still for … ohhh no I couldn’t do that”

“Do you think they could do my hair like that I have…..

LOOK listen let me just stop you right there!

YES! These statements and questions can get annoying!


Let me tell you my most recent story….

I went to work with a curly wig (I made it myself so I was quite pleased) picture below so you get the idea. People at work (you know what sort of people I am talking about). Yes non-black people told me my hair was nice and all that ish; I appreciated it, but then someone had the cheek to then turn around and tell me my hair looked springy! Like what does he mean SPRINGY??

LIKE girlssss you know when a black person says your hair looks nice there’s a difference to when a non-black person says your hair looks nice. They wanna know more! They wanna follow it up with a detailed explanation on how your hair magically got like that! Like Please!

That type of shit be getting on my nerves!

When this person allowed his mouth to open and tell me my hair looked springy! At that very moment I just wanted to have an Issa moment, you know where I rap and drop a base on how curly hair ain’t springy! (I would write the lyrics but I stink at rap!) Instead I politely smiled and let that one slide. No one wants an angry black woman in the office right?

Anyways, anyways let’s face it I could be here all day telling you what stupid, ignorant statements I’ve received after spending time and money (lots) may I just add… on making myself look presentable in this corporate environment. Ok I’m really doing it for that weekend outing that we all got planned (you know how it goes right right!)

In all of this rant, there was a reason why I brought y’all here.

(Mix that British and American dialect now ladies)

Well basically, I just felt like someone (me) needed to provide some tips on how us black beautiful, Nubian queens goddesses cause you know we be royalty! And yes you amazing non-black people (cause you can learn something here too) should deal with such annoying questions and statements! I only have a few tips, but I’m sure you girls will be able to share some tips on how you deal with this situation so please, please girls, comment let us all share our stories on how we be dealing with these comments!


Don’t touch my hair, don’t touch my soul! – Literally!

I know I already mentioned Solange song but it an actual statement that needs to be heard! Have even seen people (non-black people may I add) listen to dance and actually twerk to this song (yes you’ve all seen Miley Cyrus right?)

I keep drifting sorry…. my point is that I personally think it’s okay to tell your colleagues not to touch your hair. Why not? You don’t know where there hands been! I think it’s how you say it may be an issue, but heck if you don’t someone gonna touch your expensive Afro (yes our hair is expensive ladies) or that extra virgin weave/hair that payed a lot of money for so girl you better tell em “don’t touch my hair”

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The comments just let them slide!

Lord knows I have to turn a blind eye when these stupid comments come my way! I remember when I just got these fresh and I mean fresh Ghana braids! I was feeling myself to then hear my colleague tell me that I looked like I had “snakes on my head” yes ladies read it again!

I’m sorry! But black hair is beautiful. It’s a masterpiece! You’re a “masterpiece” – Jazmin Sullivan (I’m just quoting lyrics today, but it’s needed) and I don’t appreciate you telling me that I look like I have snakes on my head. This one is not really for us sisters this is one for you Caucasian people, but if you do get those comments just let that one side please!

“No I don’t have snakes on my head. My hair was looking BRAND NEW and those comments are a big no no, because when Kim K be rocking that hairstyle it’s no longer snakes it’s called stylish! Why?!”

These people (you know who I mean) don’t mean it.

Okay this one is for you and me. I generally don’t think they mean to be mean, rude or ignorant. They are merely interested. I would say intrigued and damn right nosey but hey! we are amazing exotic people to them so we must represent when we are in the corporate world and educate those that lack the knowledge and exposure to the real world. And if they don’t understand just remind them of what “culture appreciation” is because you and I know it’s real (sips tea).

Be comfortable/confident in your hair style!

Yes girl be the Nubian Queen that you are rock that style! Slayyyyyy your hair. We all know that a woman’s hair is her masterpiece, her crown but this is something I am still trying to work really with. I have been on and off natural for about 3/4 years now and I can honestly say I still lack the confidence to rock my hair out naturally. It sits under that wig!

It’s sad I know but it’s me being very honest with you and myself. I even find it difficult having a new weave colour or braids because I hate the annoying comments/questions that come with it…. and I know I’m not the only one, but I know that this is a process and in time I will be able to slaaaaayyyy.

I hope these tips help you guys and as I’ve said please share some of your stories and tips!

Like Solange sings

Don’t touch my hair
When it’s the feelings I wear
Don’t touch my soul
When it’s the rhythm I know
Don’t touch my crown
They say the vision I’ve found
Don’t touch what’s there
When it’s the feelings I wear
They don’t understand
What it means to me
Where we chose to go
Where we’ve been to know
They don’t understand
What it means to me
Where we chose to go
Where we’ve been to know
You know this hair is my shit
Rode the ride, I gave it time
But this here is mine
You know this hair is my shit
Rode the ride, I gave it time
But this here is mine
What you say, oh?
What you say to me?
Don’t touch my pride
They say the glory’s all mine
Don’t test my mouth
They say the truth is my sound
They don’t understand
What it means to me
Where we chose to go
Where we’ve been to know
They don’t understand
What it means to me
Where we chose to go
Where we’ve been to know
You know this hair is my shit
Rode the ride, I gave it time
But this here is mine
You know this hair is my shit
Rode the ride, I gave it time
But this here is mine
What you say, oh?
What you say to me?

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