I guess this comes from the independence you strive for as the youngest child.
As previously mentioned, I left my home city - Leicester - aged 18, for university in Liverpool, before my journalism career took me to Stoke, briefly back home to Leicester for my journalism qualifications, before setting off for Worcestershire and Cheltenham.
Having packed up my little suitcase of belongings many-a-time, imagine how hard it can be then when you have so much of that independence taken off you by a brain injury?
Throughout my recovery, I have been as determined as possible to claw back as much of the independence I have gained as possible. If I'm honest, mostly to give Amy a well-deserved break.
The latest leap of independence I took recently was travelling to one of my rugby matches all by myself.
Now this may not sound like a big deal to anyone else, but it was to me.
At University, I became well versed with the English rail network - usually bringing home huge bags of dirty washing for my mum to do for me (true story).
So jumping on a train should be no problem - right?
After all, I have travelled - on my own - to the other side of the world for the 2011 New Zealand Rugby World Cup, and got lost in the Swedish "outback" while visiting my friend Dave.
It has been difficult to surrender so much independence, and, therefore, how determined I am to get it back.
The tiniest things can often mean the biggest amount to someone like me - someone who has suffered a brain injury.
It may have only been a half-an-hour train journey - but it encompassed walking the short journey to the station here in Cheltenham, then finding the right platform/train - at the correct time - and then trudging the epic 1.3 mile pilgrimage from Lydney train station to Lydney Rugby Club at the other end.
So while on my Dick Whittington-esque journey, it got me thinking about how lucky I am/have been - afterall, you've got to do something while walking right?
It meant Amy had the afternoon off and could do whatever she wanted to do and focus on herself - for once! As she has had to taxi me around to various Gloucestershire Rugby Clubs and stand freezing with me on the sidelines while play takes place.
But as she continually text me asking for geographical updates - it reminded me how lucky I am - firstly, that Amy has stuck by me throughout all of this and been so committed to my recovery.
Secondly, that my work have kept faith in me - back in October, during the Rugby World Cup in this country, I was lucky enough to get to cover matches in Leicester and Manchester, which felt amazing.
Thirdly, how lucky I am to be able to travel on my own to these places. How lucky am I that I can still feel myself improving each month, even at times, each day.
The end goal is for me to be able to go to a game and back by completely by myself. But like we have done all the way through my recovery, we have made changes in tiny steps. So at the moment I am going by myself but Amy is still coming to pick me up. I am still getting tired so it is nice to be building my stamina.
I will let you know when I can tick this off my list of achievements.
Thanks for reading