Your take was so beautifully written! I loved it, thank you 🥰 Also, it came at the perfect time for me.
The place I’m currently living in definitely served its purpose and I cannot wait to leave. And go back to my hometown/homeland where nothing really changed but me. I love it there it’s quite and people are friendly enough, they just aren’t my tribe. But now I’ve learned that I could (almost) go anywhere, the more important is the amount of everyday joy I can create within my self and/or the people I love.
LOVE LOVE LOVE this. Thank you so much for the topic, thank you so much for reading, and thank you so much for this wonderful reflection of your own. I am there with you and holding these vibes in my heart with you! xx
That cat definitely looks offended that you dared exist while she slept. She might be plotting your doom, it's hard to tell with cats sometimes.
Going back to places...oof. I avoid the town I grew up. I left for a reason, the very second I was able, and I've been back...maybe twice? Three times? in 23 years. And the last time was a good many years ago. I just cannot stand the place. No version of me has become a person that ever wants to go there.
In fact, I swore I'd never move back even to the general area.
And over the course of all these years, and so, so many different moves, once I've left a place I've only moved back once, and that was because I needed an emergency place to live when my rented flat got sold.
But now I live back only an hour or so from the town I grew up in. I'm in the same area of the country again. I'm around north west accents again. I'm here because, when Cuddles and I sold the house of her late mother, we had just enough to squeeze in the cost of buying a small terraced house outright. And she wanted to move closer to her dad and nan (who I also adore, the world still isn't right without nan's death).
So here I am.
The weird and wonderful accent I've developed over the years (whilst consciously dropping certain giveaway words and intonations) is gaining just a little more northern back into it.
I'd never have done this myself. But for Cuddles, and for her dad and nan, I'm (mostly) OK with it. Cuddles understands this was difficult, and we avoided certain places when house-hunting, that got a bit too close to where I didn't want to be. And we found a decent place in a decent area (except for one neighbour in particular).
I'm OK with just not going back to those places. I still bear the scars, and some still open wounds, of my growing up years.
Maybe one day. But I'm OK with where it's at for now.
Being okay with where you are now is perfect, and if you just do that every day, things may change or not! But the important thing is you are taking care of you on this day (:
That feeling of needing to be somewhere else. Definitely can relate!
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Your take was so beautifully written! I loved it, thank you 🥰 Also, it came at the perfect time for me.
The place I’m currently living in definitely served its purpose and I cannot wait to leave. And go back to my hometown/homeland where nothing really changed but me. I love it there it’s quite and people are friendly enough, they just aren’t my tribe. But now I’ve learned that I could (almost) go anywhere, the more important is the amount of everyday joy I can create within my self and/or the people I love.
LOVE LOVE LOVE this. Thank you so much for the topic, thank you so much for reading, and thank you so much for this wonderful reflection of your own. I am there with you and holding these vibes in my heart with you! xx
Three words: You are brilliant 💖 ....Ok...five more 🥳....I’m so lucky to know you! ✨🫶 And finally....yes: Happiness lies within 💖
So grateful for you, friend xx
That cat definitely looks offended that you dared exist while she slept. She might be plotting your doom, it's hard to tell with cats sometimes.
Going back to places...oof. I avoid the town I grew up. I left for a reason, the very second I was able, and I've been back...maybe twice? Three times? in 23 years. And the last time was a good many years ago. I just cannot stand the place. No version of me has become a person that ever wants to go there.
In fact, I swore I'd never move back even to the general area.
And over the course of all these years, and so, so many different moves, once I've left a place I've only moved back once, and that was because I needed an emergency place to live when my rented flat got sold.
But now I live back only an hour or so from the town I grew up in. I'm in the same area of the country again. I'm around north west accents again. I'm here because, when Cuddles and I sold the house of her late mother, we had just enough to squeeze in the cost of buying a small terraced house outright. And she wanted to move closer to her dad and nan (who I also adore, the world still isn't right without nan's death).
So here I am.
The weird and wonderful accent I've developed over the years (whilst consciously dropping certain giveaway words and intonations) is gaining just a little more northern back into it.
I'd never have done this myself. But for Cuddles, and for her dad and nan, I'm (mostly) OK with it. Cuddles understands this was difficult, and we avoided certain places when house-hunting, that got a bit too close to where I didn't want to be. And we found a decent place in a decent area (except for one neighbour in particular).
I'm OK with just not going back to those places. I still bear the scars, and some still open wounds, of my growing up years.
Maybe one day. But I'm OK with where it's at for now.
Being okay with where you are now is perfect, and if you just do that every day, things may change or not! But the important thing is you are taking care of you on this day (: