Hi. Im 20M. Last year my girlfriend 19F and I travelled across British Colombia for 6 months with only a backpack each. We experienced things we never expected to, we felt more alive than we ever have before. I won't bore you with the details, but the context is that it was the most significant trip both of us have ever done, or probably will do for the next decade.
My family and friends have always told me that memories are the most valuable thing you can have. And I've noticed that memories are extremely powerful through reflecting on this trip.
Every time I see a picture of us back there, doing anything at all, I just want to cry. Not in a good or bad way, but I feel so overflowing with emotions especially when usually I don't feel much at all. I have literally started to shy away from reflecting on it because I don't know how I feel about it. I feel like I could sit for years telling someone about the trip and they'd never grasp how overwhelming it was.
I am so confused about how I feel about the trip. I loved it, hated it, and most of the time spent just trying to orientate myself. I don't enjoy telling people about it because they'll never understand or believe the things that happened. It's a beautiful memory to share with my amazing girlfriend but why does it not feel good? Do I miss it? Was i just not ready?
My girlfriend feels the exact same way. Like exactly the same. Our pictures are all printed out and in a massive scrap book, but neither of us want to look at it. It's like it was so difficult at the time but we'd do anything to be back there right now, even though life is good.
Thank you for your time