When I was looking to escape from who I was or from my problems, nope. I kinda learned I had to go back and face my issues to find any real closure there... When I was looking to meet some good people, see some cool things and find adventure to get up to, I found what I was looking for every time
Couldn't have said it better myself - the brutal, honest and raw truth!
There was a time in my life when I was able to savour every single SECOND, every single chance encounter and random, beautiful occurrence (even the 'bad' ones, and they were relatively few and far between, b/c i had a much better concept of myself/self-esteem ~ that whole 'science of mind/setting good intentions thing' does have a fair amount of validity). I had big dreams for my life, and every single thing I experienced was an opportunity to both grow personally, as well as to give back. However, I also had a rather inherent 'stability' to my life; a lot of my traveling was based around moving from one place to another, getting a job doing something i LOVED (teaching kids), and eventually... getting tired of the routine, developing the chronic itchy-feet syndrome, and a lust for new experiences. Doing what you love, and being able to make a living/LIFE doing it ~ that is of the utmost importance, as well as a firm sense of 'who you are' and what you are questing after in life.
The best place to heal a broken heart is in Hawai'i ~ the only woman i've ever REALLY been in love with broke my heart (long, drama-induced story, with which i won't bore everyone right now). I wanted to get as FAR away from her as possible, because we truly had a relationship in which we could 'feel' each other's energy. I needed a completely different world-shift so as to convince myself that there would indeed be more to life, that i was strong, capable, and all that without her. So... off i went to the jungle, where i WWOOFed for 5 months, had a beautiful, spiritual experience, and... restored my heart and soul.
My traveling experiences now are just a jumbled up ball of confusion, lack of direction, and things of that nature, b/c i lost the ability to do the one thing which made me happier than anything in life (teachin' da yoots) ~ Asheville po-lice SUCK, and i was doing some stupid things with (fairly) stupid people, got a criminal record, blah blah. The whole bottom to everything has fallen out for me, and the majik of travel has ceased to be quite so... majikal, b/c i no longer have a foundation on which i can fall back. I just got back from a ridiculous trip to the Southeast (back to the 'scene of the crime' ~ crazy as the po-lice were there, it will ALWAYS be home). But while there, all the demons come back to haunt me (as they constantly are), and I ended up randomly driving all the way down to Jacksonville... only to turn right back around!
My mama still asks me (and this drives me CRAZZZYYY!) 'what are you running FROM, and what are you running TO?' and she's absolutely right. When the only thing that propels you forward is attempting to escape the negative, it's difficult to derive much positivity from scenarios. I guess I'm not quite as 'footloose and fancy free' as some kats on here; i DO like a bit of stability, or at least... the promise that it will come eventually. But, different strokes for different folks; i think it's interesting that your anxiety issues are not exacerbated by the uncertainty of life on the road, somewhat ~ but the logic you're using is one that i am attempting to embrace, myself. Then again, that's just my escapist tendencies, coming to the forefront...
That said! Anyone who knows of anyone who needs babysitters/freeskool teachers/things of that general nature... hit me up. I miss teachin' da yoots dem irie roots. :\