From everything I’ve known; my job, family, and the only life I’ve ever known. I feel so stuck, no purpose or motivation to do anything anymore, and I’m seriously contemplating leaving the States for Canada even though there’s nothing for me there (job, home, or friends). I’d be a stranger in a strange land, but even that sounds more appealing then what I’m facing right now. I just want to getaway even if I’m running away from my problems; does anyone else ever feel this way?
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Daily. What is stopping you?
I’m scared of the unknown, I suppose. It’s not rational to leave home and start anew when you have nothing. But on the other end, I just don’t care anymore.
If you have nothing there is nothing to lose.
If i could i’d be at other place already. A change of scenery does help in some situations, even if it’s just to have a break of your current life and to get a new perspective into things.
Sounds really nice when you put it that way. Have you tried doing so?
Not recently, but a good chunk of years ago i sort of did (i ended up living like 3-6 months periods at another city, several times over the span of 3 years) and even if there were different problems over there, it did sort of gave me a different perspective on things. An option that i’m considering now is going on long vacations somewhere (i guess i should try to save for that this year, hah).
I guess the idea behind those is having the time and place to cool off from the things that are disturbing you in your current life (without throwing everything you’ve worked for through the window, as you would in a permanent move).
I moved every year from age 18 to age 27. I’m thinking it was the only thing that kept me sane.
How did that work out for you? I mean, weren’t you scared of ending up homeless or in an even worse situation then what you started from?
Nothing could be worse than living with my mother so nope. I was fine with couch surfing or even living on the streets if I had to. Never was on the streets. I was good at finding any job I was a bartender for years and shirt young girl + tight jeans = instant bartending job. It was worse having ties. I didn’t want ties anywhere. If I grew roots it was time to leave. As a result I had friends all over the place that I could crash with.
Girls rulez the world and they always will. Because we man are brainless and empty .