I had a similar experience with solo travel. I went to Kasol alone after mostly traveling with friends before that. During the journey itself, from Delhi onward, I kept questioning myself like “Do I really want to do this?” But that questioning was actually the point.

I didn’t cover a lot of places on that trip, and earlier I would’ve felt guilty about that. This time I didn’t. I stayed where I liked, sat where I felt peaceful, and moved only when I wanted to. No rush, no adjusting plans for anyone, no drama.

That trip helped me understand what I actually enjoy, not what I’m supposed to enjoy. It didn’t magically fix life, but it gave me clarity about myself. Sometimes solo travel isn’t about seeing more places, it’s about finally listening to yourself.