About 6 years ago, I spent my sleep-deprived days locked away firmly in my university room battling something I would later learn was a consuming depression. Living a life with no direction, a university degree turning to ash before my very eyes and a crippling lack of self-confidence left nothing in the form of happiness. As my proverbial tunnel of hope was nearing its end, I finally found the answer for my mental health crisis; travel. In a world where mental health has come to the forefront of society’s collective consciousness, it’s more important than ever to find ways to take care of one’s emotional well-being. There’s not a one…