going and growing up

i got my job offer letter from Oman 3 weeks ago. i spent one week thinking and trying to decide if i would really go. i asked friends for their opinions. i am going. i need to grow up. i could not possibly stay here at home and expect myself to grow up and be able to face the world maturely. everything is so well provided for me here that i feel like i dont need to work or even earn much. i could just settle down and help take care of siblings' children. it would be easier and less complicated. but would it make me happy? would it be something i want to be? obviously not. i want to achieve something for myself and by myself. i would be great finally earning and being able to buy something bigger than your weekly cellphone load. another reason that made me decide to go is that i want to travel, be in another place. i would really like to go out of the country. i want to do and be somewhere different. i want to be different. different from my batchmates, my friends and my family. i feel like it would do me more good if i do go and work in oman. i need the experience. i just hope that it would be really that educational and fruitful experience.