This past week, my friends shared photos from their wedding. My eyes got teary to see their happiness and think that I wasn't there to witness it. I had missed their wedding due to my own selfish choice to stay in Antarctica for the winter. Granted, the program didn't officially tell us that we'd be staying later (i.e. missing the wedding) until after the last plane had left, but I knew it was a possibility. My friends completely understand I was pursuing my dreams and don't hold a grudge. All of my people back home understand that. However, that doesn't mean that I don't miss them and want to experience life with them.
Continuing to travel, continuing to be selfish, may or may not cause damage to those relationships back home. The good ones should last. Just before I came to New Zealand, I saw a film from the Banff Film Festival, 20 Seconds of Joy, that talked about this. It is one of the best films I've seen in a while. It isn't just about basejumping. It's about fulfillment. "I need to do this because if I don't do it, I'm not a happy person" (Karina Hollekim in 20 Seconds of Joy).