It's been a month since I left just about everything I knew behind me in a trail of dust on the Oklahoma highway. 1,451 miles later, my car was a mess and my dog wanted nothing more than to end up at our final destination. But end up in LA we did, and thus began my new journey.

I always said I was the person who would move anywhere, anytime if the right opportunity presented itself. I prided myself on "having a home, but no hometown" to tie me down to one place. While both statements are still true, I never fully comprehended how much of a life change this would be. I owned a home, had an amazing circle of friends, and knew where the best happy hours were in Oklahoma City. Now, I'm starting all over. There's an unexplainable difference between knowing everything is going to change and experiencing it. It's not good or bad, just incredibly different.

As my parents and I jumped on the highway after loading the U-Haul all day, my stomach was in knots. I had barely eaten all day and every time I tried, nausea swept through my body. Was I making the right choice, fitting what I could in the trailer and heading west? Would I crash and burn on the coast, left to realize I should have stayed in the mid-west where it was comfortable? The good news was that I was already too far along in the process to change my mind, but where there had once been complete confidence in my decision to leave, only fear and doubt were making their presence known.

I wasn't expecting it. I had told my closest friends I was in dire need of a change, so why, when it was suddenly upon me, was I losing faith in my decision? I hadn't expected Oklahoma City to become such a part of my life, living there for six years after college. I hadn't expected to buy a house or even envision my life remaining there. But I also hadn't expected the change in me, and growth of confidence in myself over those six years, that told me it was time to do what was best for me. To make myself the priority, wherever that may lead me.

When you go sky diving and jump out of a plane, you expect to be terrified. When you realize you've fallen in love, you expect to be terrified. When you make a life changing decision completely on your own accord, that you sought out and worked to make happen, take it from me, at some point you will find yourself terrified. But embrace that fear. Recognize that you're making the conscious decision to leave comfort behind to make you a better person. A happier person. Sooner or later, I know that comfortable feeling will come back to me, albeit in a new shape, but I will never forget the uncertainty that preceded it. And that, I think, will make it that much sweeter.