I’m happy in the South. If I ever want to be depressed and miserable again I’ll just move back. Back to where everyone thinks their shit doesn’t smell and that everyone is out to get them. Back to where it’s WEIRD to say hi or to say a prayer for someone. Back to the cliques and the materialism. Back to a shit economy, with shit for jobs, skyrocketing housing, rich people who laugh at poor people and a governor who’s a virtue signaling karma whore to the very people who don’t give a single fuck about him.
Nah, I’m good. I’ll stay here.
EDIT: I want to thank every single one of you pedes who are commenting and telling me your stories. I want you to know that I have read every single comment thus far and I will continue to do so until my post dissolves into oblivion. My heart is touched. This move was big for me and it means a lot that I can give a platform to people who can share their thoughts and experiences. MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
I’m moving south too. This is what I’m hoping to get out of my life going forward, so I’m happy to see positive stories like this. I always hear about people moving south for fun, to miss home and go running back to family in New England. Am I nervous to leave everything I’ve ever known behind? Heck yes. But my governor is a cuck and just locked things down again back to what it was at the early days of this “pandemic”. I wouldn’t survive another winter alone cooped up in my apartment in the city. Merry Christmas fam :)