Ever since I started this blog in 2017, there has been some things I felt like I wanted to talk about online, yet I didn’t feel comfortable doing so. Over the years, I have slowly felt comfortable talking about these things, while others I don’t feel ready for. One of those things I held back was why I live in the area where I grew up in.
Back when I was a teenager, I had big plans. They went like this: Graduate from high school, graduate from the closest community college, graduate from an in state university, get a job (Even if it wasn’t the job my degree is meant for), and move as far away as I could from the area where I grew up in. To be honest, I hated the area were I grew up in. Among the problems finding good paying desk job and limited opportunities for someone to work in the area remotely, I also disliked a lot of people that lived here at that time. There were many people I did like, but there were too many people I didn’t. There were other problems, including health problems, but those were the main and most obvious ones for me.
Everything went well until I went to college. The community college was changing their curriculum and dropped many of the classes I wanted to take for my degree. Also, the kind of degrees I wanted to pursue weren’t available anymore. This, and all kinds of other issues with the school lead to me dropping out of it and seeking education elsewhere.
To make matters worse, I began to have major health problems. These problems were complicated and were not easy to treat. Today, I still live with problems with my feet and other parts of my body from one of these problems, an infection that spread throughout my body. And if that wasn’t enough, one of my relatives began to have major health problems and needed constant care.
So, even though I didn’t want to live in the area, I did. I tired to make the most of it by going to events and watching parades. There were other ways I tried to make the most of living in the area as well.
Even though I tried the make a bad situation a good one, I still don’t like living in the area. I live too far away from my doctors and my friends. I struggled getting along with people. There are more people that live in the area, but it doesn’t always help. I don’t like how hard it is for me to find a job unless I work remotely. I am also very frustrated with other problems I had with the town since I was growing up, but I don’t mention online.
Today, I still try to make the most of my life here. I still don’t know when I will be moving away from here, but I always hope it will be soon. Sadly, it never works out. Instead of complaining about never moving away, I try to make the best of my time here. Not everyone can live in the area where they grew up, even though they want to. For me, I’m trying to enjoy this, but in my own way. Right now I’m focusing on spending more time at home and working my hobbies I always wanted to do growing up but didn’t. It sounds like an odd way to enjoy time in an area where someone grew up, but it is my way of enjoying life here. Even though I don’t like the area, and I still don’t like living here, I find inspiration to create art here. It has buildings from the 1800’s, which is one of the things I loved the most of the area. They always gave me inspiration to draw and make designs based off them. Being close to the buildings that inspired me as a girl is something I’m enjoying a lot.
That’s all for now! Thank you for reading!
Featured Image by Pexabay on Pexels.com. Edited for this blog by me.
Also, it is not a photograph of the town in the area where I live!