Last January, I met a Senegalese man online. Soon after, he paid for me to visit him. I came back to the US for a bit, but then left again to get married, and I’ve been in Senegal ever since. I’m 22, and before this, I had never even left my home state; I was just working as a waitress and doing side gigs. I had a massive fear of missing out and always dreamed of an adventurous life. When this opportunity arose, I thought, “Fuck it.” It felt dangerous, but I couldn’t handle another “what if” caused by my anxiety. I dropped everything and went with the wind. For the first time in my life, I feel fulfilled.
Last January, I met a Senegalese man online. Soon after, he paid for me to visit him. I came back to the US for a bit, but then left again to get married, and I’ve been in Senegal ever since. I’m 22, and before this, I had never even left my home state; I was just working as a waitress and doing side gigs. I had a massive fear of missing out and always dreamed of an adventurous life. When this opportunity arose, I thought, “Fuck it.” It felt dangerous, but I couldn’t handle another “what if” caused by my anxiety. I dropped everything and went with the wind. For the first time in my life, I feel fulfilled.