It doesn’t matter whether it’s domestic/overseas.
Travelling here means you go to somewhere you’re unfamiliar with and stay there at least one night.
I just wonder because I’ve never travelled alone for the past 37 years of my life and how many of you are the same.
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No have never travelled alone - before or after dx 151515151515
Yes, before and after diagnosed
I can’t make a poll
Yes, before and after diagnosed. A few of those road trips after I had been put on med’s were pretty rough. I’ve been out on the road and getting into trouble because of the med’s in my system because of the weather before. Some of those road trips were pretty nice, though.
Yes, lots before being diagnosed. Not after.
I went to Florida before diagnosed, and recently I went to Seattle Olympia and Portland all alone. I even rented a car! Everything went real smooth
I went to Florida twice by myself before being diagnosed at 17. I would be too paranoid to go nowadays.
Several times before diagnosis as my father was a diplomat and we lived abroad for spells. After diagnosis only once. Had to rely on my mother to get me to the airport. The journey home was a nightmare and put me off travelling completely. Am now extremely phobic about it,especially the thought of getting lost.
There’s 22 voters so far(thanks for voting) , there seems to be no one who travelled alone only after diagnosed.
I’ll be the first! 
Yes, but my trips before being diagnosed were much more adventurous (e.g. travelling to remote areas in China) than after diagnosed. I’m planning my next holiday and I’m doubting whether I dare travel alone with my son. I also doubt whether I dare to make a more adventurous trip on my own, while my son is going away for two weeks with grandma and grandpa… On meds now, but still a little scared something might go wrong.
I think it’s brave that you’ve travelled alone for the first time after diagnosis!
One time after I had got out of the mental ward at a hospital they took me to this assisted living center in Howe, Oklahoma. Howe is a tiny town, so basically I was out in the country. At one of the classes they had at this place a group of about twenty people sitting in close quarters were watching this stupid western movie on TV. I was on Prolixin at the time, and I could not sit still. I kept getting up and walking around, and this woman kept telling me to sit down. I ignored her, and she was acting like she was going to call the police. By supper time I realized this was not a place I wanted to be, so I took off hitch hiking down the highway. The nearest town was eight miles away, and I didn’t get a single ride there. I arrived at this town I think around eleven or twelve at night. Poteau, the town, was strung out along the highway, and it took me a couple of hours to walk through the place. I finally got a ride at about 1:00 am a few miles outside of Poteau. About three in the morning I laid down and rested in this post office just outside of Panama, Oklahoma. At about five I got up and started walking. Right at daylight these guys who were doing some roofing picked me up and said they’d pay me to help them. As the sun came up the heat was killing me because of the Prolixin in my system. The head guy told me he would give me a full days wages if I would carry ten of these bundles of shingles up a ladder and place them on the roof of the house on which we were working. I did that, and he dropped me off in the tiny town of Keota. Waiting for a ride outside of Keota I was getting into trouble because of the sun and the drugs in my system. I got a ride into Stigler, and I laid down and rested a few hours in this dugout of a little league baseball diamond. When the sun started to set I took off down the highway again. I got a few rides, and I ended up in the town of Porum about twelve that night, about 22 miles from Muskogee, the place I wanted to go. I tried to lay down in the post office, but the local sheriff told me I couldn’t do that. He said it would be okay for me to sit down inside this diner and wait until morning to start hitch hiking again. I decided to take off down the highway. I walked all night, until right before sunrise. Then I got a ride from a trucker who took me to the outskirts of Muskogee. I went and knocked on my mom’s door to see if she was back from this long bike ride she went on annually. She wasn’t there. I knew from experience that I had to wait until 4:00 pm before they would let me into the Gospel Rescue Mission. When I arrived at the mission I got a good meal, a hot shower, and a soft bed to spend the night on. That was such a relief. I waited a couple of days to check with my mom and see if she would give me enough money to stay in a cheap hotel, which she did. Then, a couple of days later, the sheriff showed up at the door of my room and took me back to the mental ward of the hospital.
I answered quickly without reading the exact rules of traveling alone. I have never gone some place by myself and stayed overnight although i have gone on bus rides, biked, or walked to places by myself during the day and either come back home or gone to a familiar place at the end of it. Not being able to drive much forced that on me.