Emily’s Eyes Explore is an honest, sometimes funny, backpacking, travel and mental health lifestyle blog. I’m on a mission to show you the extreme highs and mental health lows that come from backpacking the world solo. Follow my adventures for backpacking advice, mental health tips, sarcastic jokes and the best travel destinations to visit.

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How I’m feeling after the Bondi Massacre
* names have been removed, despite the fact I’d love to name and shame. Although this blog is largely dedicated to travel, I also write openly about mental health here – and it would feel deeply wrong not to acknowledge how I’m feeling as a Jewish person after the horrific terrorist attack at a Chanukah
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Things that antidepressants have made me anxious about
Hello gang it’s been a while. Interestingly, it has happened. The eagle has landed. I have felt CALLED to write hooray. And about bloody time too, considering I’ve been paying for this damn website and haven’t written more than a word on it in months. Anyway, here’s the life update. I’ve got a Kenyan itinerary
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5 ways to keep your mental health stable in a heavy world
The world feels heavy. It has done so for a while now. I’m not great with news, I hate politics and sometimes when both are combined, and hatred spills onto the streets, it feels hard to function. I’ve noticed that I’ve felt more connected to my family’s Persian history because of it; more accepting of
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When ‘life’s too short’ stops you from living
Hello everyone! Wow it’s been a while since I’ve written on here, which seems to be the starting sentence for the most ‘recent’ blogs. In short, I’ve felt like I haven’t been able to write about anything positive to do with mental health, when there are often times I’m really battling with it. It would
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5 ways I look after my mental health in 2025
I think I’ve always been wired to deal with difficult situations in destructive ways. From being a child and teenager who felt unable to talk about inner demons, and hid my struggles under a grin, to a 20-year old whose cover-up shattered into pieces upon the breakdown of a relationship, the loss of my grandfather
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The early 30s struggle
When I was 15 years old, I wanted to be 18 so I could learn how to drive, choose my A Levels in a naive attempt to think that would help me figure out life and of course, be legally allowed to drink. When I turned 18 years old, I wanted to be 21 because