thinking about a 6-month solo trip while in a relationship

After 13 years together, my partner and I have racked up plenty of miles traveling as a duo. I’ve also done my fair share of solo trips—the longest was about six weeks, and I remember missing home by the end. Now, for the first time, I have a real shot at taking a six-month sabbatical. My job is safe, the timing works, and I could finally explore South and Central America at my own pace. But here’s the catch: my girlfriend can’t join me, at least not for the first few months. She’s finishing her studies, and even after April, it’s a big maybe if she can come at all. We just got back from a fantastic trip together, and honestly, the thought of leaving her behind for half a year feels pretty rough. I keep picturing those little moments—finding a cozy breakfast spot after wandering around for ages, or just having someone to share the weird, wonderful stuff you stumble on. I know I’d miss that, and I’d miss her. Plus, I’m worried about getting homesick. Last time, I was relieved to get back to my own bed and routine, but maybe that was just because I knew the end was in sight. Six months is a whole different ballgame. If I do this, there’s no easy way to cut it short without extra costs, and I have to make the call by the end of the month. Has anyone else tried a long solo trip while in a long-term relationship? Did you regret it, or did it bring you closer? And is it normal to feel guilty for wanting to go? I can’t help but wonder if I’m being selfish, or if I’ll just end up resenting myself for not taking the chance. I’d love to hear how others handled the push and pull between adventure and home life. #solotravel #relationshipdilemmas #midlifetravel #Travel