Trepidation to Travel

I wish I can go the distance but I can’t. I wish I can probably move but absolutely I can’t. I wish I can be like them, travelling without any problem. To travel is to explore, but how can I travel and at the same time how can I explore if I had the fear to travel at all. A magical moment that I missed, half of my life without any consideration. Typically, an instance in a competition I can no longer compete and even celebration where the venue or location takes on the other Island. How can I be free like bird’s flies endlessly? I have the fear to travel, because every time I travel I do really vomit, it’s too low, but it really kills me. I don’t want to put myself in a shame nor humiliation. Thus, my parents won’t allow me to travel anywhere. However, frankly speaking I really feel jealous when my friends are travelling anywhere, yet my parents tries to comfort me but I can’t deny the fact that it was really me. My parents are very trying hard on searching for an antidote just to fix me, and fixing the problem and fear of mine. Obviously, people really judge me, rather abhorrent, I feel shy in the first place but I can’t deny the fact that I turn into dizzy that makes me groggy OMG! Well, before leaving home, all things are prepared by my mother so with the antidote, sometimes goes weird, right? Oh my god!

Traveling through the way are very exciting and truly exhilarated with the travel and suddenness the din turns into Mum, warm skinny body turns into cold and sweats are secretly sliding on my body, and the dizziness started throughout the travel. Of course, my parents are very trying hard in fixing and giving solution to my problem, thus, they tried like combining the three stone, the salt and the ripe red chili in a small cellophane, too weird right? but it’s okay, but it won’t end that way, because we also tried 3 small pieces of rubber with three stone and taking tablet such as bonamine. To tell you honestly I really do tried all but unfortunately, those being mentioned doesn’t worked. I don’t know why, it’s very confusing, it seems like I was curse by somebody! But I don’t want be. Any way does jeepneys, buses or cars hates me? Or only just myself hate them? Thus, the question remains unanswerable, because I couldn’t explain the yarn of credibility behind.

Since, when the time I travel my knees moves and doddery. However seriously speaking although I have that kind of fear, but in my mind still I love to travel, because I believe that it was just a challenge that will change me for tomorrow. So what will be the best thing to do?