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I quit my local government job and moved to Tokyo (reluctantly) with my partner. Things didn't really work out the way we planned. Now I work at an international School. The debt I accumulated moving here is paid off, I have a job that I enjoy and have a lot more than I would if I had stayed at home. Now I've been living here since the beginning of 2015.
You left a stable job and moved to (assumably) another country, reluctantly, kept your cool when things did not work out well, and then proceeded to turn things around for you.
Damn, and here I don't even get out of my house unless necessary.
Sounds like the beginning of an anime
Question: how did you just up and move to Tokyo? Every time I think about moving there (I visit frequently) it seems fairly difficult and you have to have a job lined up BEFORE you leave. Can you give me some tips?
They said they moved with their partner - so I’m assuming their partner had a job lined up or family or something. That can make it easier.
This was me, 4 years ago. Living in a car in Ontario, had next to nothing. Applied for a job in Alberta (on a whim), got it.
4 days of driving later, I made it to Alberta with a few possessions and a whole 20$ to my name.
Within the first month, moved into a nice little one bedroom apartment (and out of my car!), slowly bought some furniture and clothes (and a dog).
From there, rented a bigger place, then bought a house.
Paid off my debts, saved more than a few dollars.
Lost 200+ lbs.
Met my soon to be husband (been together just over 2 years, getting officially married in the fall).
Lost the job and looking for a new one, but still in a much better place than an ever thought I would be.
Sometimes to create, one must first destroy.
Pretty much same story here. Landed in -45°C Found a job 3 days after landing. Had $20 on me and 6 figures in debt. Miss my kids but love where I'm at. Still same job too. Loans are paid. Saving lots now. Found a great AB girl. Gotta love ft mac.
I fucking love Alberta. Sincerely, a Scotsman
Holy SHIT, 200lbs? Congrats!!! That’s a huge effort
I would love to pack up and move to Canada. Unfortunately I have US citizenship and zero STEM capabilities so I don't imagine that would work out quite so well for me.
Grass is always greener on the other side. Fix your situation in place then move on when you can
Welcome to Alberta :)
Man I miss Alberta. The cold dry air is something I genuinely miss.
Also the summer thunderstorms are beyond beautiful.
I also miss a host of people. Alberta is such a wonderful place.
From my moms house in Oklahoma to Houston. Anyone who has a hoarder for a mother can feel my pain when I say she was just a horrible soul sucking person to be around (mentally and hygiene-ically) My life is here now and as many hardships I put myself through, I never once regretted it.
My MIL is a hoarder and we moved from Washington DC to upstate SC. It was the best decision ever. My husband had been trying to help her for so long I think he’d been kind of blinded to how bad things were. When he goes back now he can see how horrible it is, and also how resistant his mother is to changing and he’s been able to wash his hands of it.
My Grandmother and my Aunt and Great Gram and Great Aunt were all hoarders. So I know where you're coming from, the mental and emotional stress from being around so much garbage you don't even need!
Sold everything and moved to Hawaii. 2 suitcases, a thousand dollars, and a piece of property I had never seen waiting for me on the side of an active volcano in a rainforest.
Built a shack out of old tin roofing, trees I cut down on the property, and 4x8 plywood. Screen netting for windows and a bucket to shit in.
No electricity, internet, plumbing, or cell reception.
Lived there for a few years and it was amazing.
I took showers in the rain on the deck I built. I slept when it got dark and woke up with the sunrise.
I had wild chickens running loose around the shack so I always had eggs.
Lots of fruit available on wild growing trees. Bananas, guava, avocados, starfruit.
It was nice to be unplugged completely for a while.
Eventually the racism and poor economy drove me back to the mainland USA, but swimming with sea-turtles everyday was amazing.
What kind of racist experiences did you encounter?
Born and raised on Maui, always considered haole. Got some teasing in elementary and middle School but it pretty much ended after I got to highschool. Yes there are some assholes around who would use you being white as an excuse to hate you. But it was never as bad for me as I'm reading in this thread. I can only really speak for Maui though.
I think that attitude is very common in tourism-dependent economies. I grew up in Ireland when all we had was tourism and dairy farming, and people fucking hated American tourists back then. How dare those fuckers come over here and be on holiday and all happy and shit. I lived in Salzburg too for a while, and I saw the same attitude there (although it was more condescending in tone).
Now that Ireland has more going on and other sources of income, I don't see that resentment quite as much.
True... Been to the North Shore twice, seen a home made sign nailed to a tree saying 'go home haoles'. They are truly racist but happy to take your money, only been to Oahu but I've had enough of Hawaii.
Any pictures of this type of stuff floating around?
I only see Keep The North Shore Country signs which are against development..
Or maybe it's just surfers who have an undeserved reputation for being chill and welcoming. I suck at surfing but my mom has surfed for about 50 years. I've had old grizzled surfers threaten to beat my ass on more than one occasion as well as plenty of douchebaggery from surfer-bros. Whereas the average Hawaiian seems weary of anyone until they have shown their true colors as either an ignorant, entitled tourist or a decent person. Race seems a distant second in their preconceptions.
Last summer I vacationed for a week in Maui. I slipped out one afternoon to play a round disc golf... not exactly a touristy thing. I ran into a group of locals were cool as hell and showed me the course and let me play in their group. I had a great time... one of the highlights of my vacation actually.
But then again, disc golfers are cool people in general.
I'm curious how you'd act if a bunch of people came over and appropriated your land and systematically abused your people for a few generations within living memory.
Not condoning it, but their feelings are definitely understandable.
Tires stolen off my car and "haole go home" scratched in the paint. Boss had a birthday party with laulau and all sorts of fixings, everyone was invited but me. They made the white guy wash the trucks. Thanks Mihara Transport in Hilo, HI you racist fucks!
White kids got beat up all the time and the schools turned a blind eye.
All the cops were corrupt and since everyone was someones uncle aunt or cousin you had to majorly fuck up to get arrested.
The racism is endemic on the big island.
I hear you. Been in Puna for 14 years now.
since everyone was someones uncle aunt or cousin
People always joke about bama, roll tide when it comes to inbreeding.....but really Hawaii is the worst.
Damn man sorry to hear that . It's a shitty experience for anyone to go through .
My family was in the Air Force while I was growing up. Relocated to Oahu during my sophomore year. Everyone in the class was super jealous when they found out I was moving to Hawaii. I wasn't excited in the least, it's just another place
I made lots of friends and I guess cause we lived on base I never experienced much racism, but Hawaii isn't "paradise." In fact no place is. There's tons of crime and homelessness. We moved back to the mainland in 2007 and I can honestly say the only reason I'd visit again is for the amazing variety of food
and I'm scared to move out my parents with 10x that in the bank and not on an island by myself.
This is amazing. Thank you.
Was married to a Hawaiian. The racism I encountered with her family was unreal. When you read about their history you find out they are actually a very war like people.
It was the best decision of my life. I was in a circle of pure misery and if I didn’t do something drastic soon I was going to end up back in the psych ward on suicide watch.
2018 was the best year of my life so far, only expect it to keep getting better!
I’m glad you are doing better. I love your optimism. Good luck in 2019!
Where’d you go and what did you do? I’ve been hospitalized twice, have been fine for about two years now, but want to start over because work is a vicious cycle of misery. I’m highly interested in doing something similar.
I went from the east coast to the west coast (us) first and then I just kinda zig zagged around. I’ve been to many national parks, finally got to see Vegas haha
"Turns it Florida is a melting pot of people running away from their troubles, only to have them bring their troubles with them " Holy shit you summed it up so well
Can confirm, as a born and raised Floridian
I too moved here like you and have struggled for years to explain why I really dislike Florida. You said it perfectly.
That honestly is incredible good of your father, as long as it was on a position of advice rather than anger. So many people I know became better people after they moved away, then moved back.
2 months after divorcing from a 6 year toxic marriage, i moved to south korea and havent looked back. I had wanted to study korean in college but she was against it (she was japanese and fed into some common racism against koreans), but i took the chance as soon as I was on my own again.
The first year was lonely but since then ive learned much more of the language and its my favorite place ive ever lived! Ive been teaching english since getting here but i just got a writing job at a popular game company here, so im pretty excited ^
Japanese people are some of the most racist on the planet. They actually believe that they are the best thing ever invented and that all other cultures are beneath them. I lived there for 6+ years outside of Tokyo, and while I am fluent (no longer native speaking due to lack of use) the comments of "Oh! Nihongo jouzu!!" are not meant well - they are patronizing at best. Like they are patting you on the head for trying.
Better than the eye roll and automatic switch to English you'll get from the French
Just tell em 'je ne parle pas français' and let em.
They'll switch when they hear ne.
Or the insults and no English from French Canadians
Ny husband spent 2 years in Argentina, and is fluent in Spanish. He hired on to women, one who spoke Spanish and English, we'll call her T, the other only Spanish, let's call her L. My husband would speak to both in Spanish. T would always repeat everything to L. After 2 weeks of this husband asked T why L would act like she didn't understand him. Turns out, L tuned him out just because she assumed he wasn't bilingual.
I was once made fun of in Martinique for attempting to speak French to some natives who didn’t speak any English.. what the hell do these people expect me to do? It’s either semi-butcher the language or try to mime my question to them. Either way is embarrassing. Fuck French people lol
I hope its not pearl abyss
I was torn between a quiet life in nature and experiencing a dynamic city. After living for a year in a mountain town of 3,000 residents, I moved to Washington DC with a backpack and a poorly-paid internship. That was nearly 8 years ago - since then I've met some of the most important people in my life, worked at major international organizations, and even found my way into an eye-opening Masters program in Europe. I've changed scenery several times since that initial decision, and while the process does get easier, saying goodbye to the familiar is always difficult. My advice to those seeking change - lean fully into your choices, and trust that good things will find you. They usually will.
Wife and I didnt like our jobs in USA, went to Taiwan without jobs, got teaching jobs 3 days in. Lived there for 3 years. Had a kid. Moved to germany. We're in our 3rd year. I'm a freelance business english trainer. Wife works in an international kindergarten. About to have a second kid. Wouldnt change any if it.
As a type 1 diabetic, living in 2 countries with better healthcare systems and diets has been great for my health and wallet. Germany is an amazing place to have and raise kids and my wife refuses to have any kids in the US due to costs and poor maternity leave standards.
We travel, our 3 year old speaks 3 languages, life isnt so bad.
We do miss our friends and family quite a bit, and this will always be the hardest part.
You are the kind of expat I'd like to be. I said in another comment I've moved site unseen and without a job three times in my life and made it a success all three times. I've also lived overseas (also site unseen before I left but not allowed to work because on a 1 year student visa). I want to live overseas in my professional life in the worst way, at least for a few years.
The industry I'm in does not translate internationally (the legal field, and skills in US law vs the laws of any other country are not one-to-one). However, close attention to detail, grammar, and tone and high proficiency in business English is a strong skill set. I can write a professional email, cover letter, resume, proposal or presentation in my sleep. As well as carry on interview questions or a business luncheon.
I've heard of international business English trainers. How does that work? How do you get clients? What do you like/not like about the job? Should a person teach English first in the typical overseas English teaching job for a while, before attempting to transition in to that? Would the CELTA or other certification be advisable?
(the legal field, and skills in US law vs the laws of any other country are not one-to-one).
Depending on your specific legal expertise, you would be invaluable to start-ups and companies who are expanding into the US and/or opening an office there. As a consultant, you could live more than comfortably doing that pretty much anywhere.
in Germany at least it's not a great career. money is low and effort is high though there's certainly plenty of work. I work between 3 different companies but if they don't have a dedicated class building then I wander from building to building on campus to classes and if they go on holiday I don't get paid (germans take 5-6 weeks holiday). It's enough to live and travel and with a second salary to save, but for the moment we're just content living in germany.
In Europe, CELTA is about the best you can do to make yourself attractive. I don't have it (I hardly have any real certs but Germans do love certs) but it would help in finding a permanent contract (along with knowing some german). However, most english training is freelance now, it's a big shift throughout Germany and it makes long term prospects pretty meh.
My youngest is moving to Bremen for a job. We expect her and her spouse to eventually become German citizens. Their job prospects in the US are declining. They work in climate change science.
How did you go about doing this? Did you apply for a work visa or anything or just dip
So many questions about this. How do teaching certs obtained in the US fare abroad? Was it a significant downgrade in pay? Did it require additional education? How does retirement savings work? Did you have a pension in the US before you left? Did you lose access to it? Can you put money away over there now despite not being a citizen?
if you are a state certified teacher from the US that really only matters for teaching at 1. international schools or 2. the german public system. But the german public system has its own hassles for US state certified teachers. each German state has its own education board and each assesses differently whether you're teaching cert and experience transfer appropriately to their state. Typically, they do a 1-1 university class comparison. so it's a bit of a wash and many non-EU instructors have to take extra classes before they can teach in germany.
Salaries in Germany are significantly less than in the US. my wife and I make less than 50k euro, while in the US we made 60k and stood to make significantly more in the following years. If you have a contract job in Germany, income tax, healthcare tax, and pension tax will eat up your paycheck. If you are a foreigner working in Germany and leave before 5 years, you're eligible to reclaim that pension tax. (I think this is right)
Retirement savings: they have a state pension. I'm a freelancer, and i'm a bit iffy on the rules. I have my own retirement through a bank in the US but I'm not sure that that'll be sufficient for the authorities here if i'm required to contribute to the state pension fund.
My wife has a 401k through her old job but because she didn't work for 3 years there she can't take her employers contributions. We're still not sure what to do with it as we might head back in the next few years.
The German pension fund is obligatory for everyone. You can always stash away your own money somewhere else, but so far as I know, Germans aren't particularly fond of things like mutual funds or ETF's.
You don't typically move to germany for the money but for the stability, security of the welfare state, and way of life. I pay 400euro a month for health insurance (employers pay half of 18% of income but I'm self employed so I pay full) but it covers everything. In the US our family health insurance plan was a bit less than that but 75$ a month for medicine for me, 50$ every doctor's visit, 25$ for a blood test, $700 every 6 months for insulin pumps supplies, $300 for an ER visit, etc. In Germany, 10euro for 3 months of insulin. Everything else, free. and it's quality. My wife will take a year off of work, paid, when she has our 2nd child (she'll actually stop working 6 weeks before that at full pay, 6 weeks after at full pay, then 10.5 months at 67% of post tax pay). She gets her job back after that year.
We get 200euro per month per kid plus a tax credit for having kids. Everyone is guaranteed a childcare spot in a kita (kindergarted/nursery) though this is often not really the case--we waited for 4 months after our daughter's 3rd birthday to get her into a proper kindergarted (3yrs old is when they should begin, and kindergartens are just for playing and socializing, not learning).
Childcare is subsidized by the state, so we pay 320 per month for all day care (if necessary).
So you don't make much, and the taxes are high, but it's waaaaay easier to do things. We keep a good portion of our income because cost of living is cheap (we pay 170eu per month for full use of trains, trams, and buses in our entire region; and germany has GREAT public transportation). and traveling is easy and cheap to other countries.
just don't plan on getting rich here :D
just don't plan on getting rich here :D
Doesn't sound like you need to be rich to enjoy most of the same benefits though.
Turned out to be the same old shit with difference scenery for me after a couple years.
When I was 20 (in 2002), I quit my job, sold/gave away most of my stuff, packed the rest into my ancient sedan, and moved to Boulder. I lived in a 6 bedroom, 3 bathroom half a million dollar house in the flat irons with 7-9 roommates (the landlady and her husband shared the master suite and a mother and grown daughter shared a room). The roommate count depended on which rooms were occupied and/or if they were shared and was somewhat in flux.
We also had an aged hippie and a couple of college students, among others. It was my first time being truly independent and it was a big learning curve. I had my first real heartbreak there, too. I only ended up staying about 6-8 months. I'd gotten a job with hours that were kinda too flexible and I didn't want to work, so I wouldn't work often enough to make ends meet. I ended up moving back home and owing my landlady about $800 back rent. I got the first job I could (my old high school job at McDonald's), moved back in with my parents and paid her back in full.
It wasn't a huge success, and it didn't last, but I learned a lot in that short time. I experienced snow for the first time, and got snowed in for 3 days. I had to share space with other adults and learn to be respectful, not just glide on my parent's good graces. I got to experience Boulder alone, explore, do what I wanted, not account to anyone. All in all, I'm glad I did it.
Now I'm 36, and we recently packed up everything and moved to Phoenix, but that doesn't really fit the tone of this thread as I now work from home and didn't have to leave my job. I will say, however, things are going much better this time around :)
I think everyone should do this at least once, for the perspective it offers. You’re never as “stuck” as you might think.
This sentiment has been on my mind a lot lately, very much so over the xmas break. I've recently put myself in some debt for a car which I require for work, but I can't help think (and get a little excited at the thought) that work can be now anywhere I can drive to rather than how long is the commute going to be.
Of course, it could also be just mid-life crisis.
I’ve always suspected midlife crises of being the result of a solid chunk of years spent never doing quite what you want - you should really dig into this feeling. Think about the reasons you would be excited and give them legitimacy. There’s only one u/ChipButtySplash, and you know what you want.
I will say I had a job before I moved across the country. I had chosen the initial area to move to based on looks - I’d never been to the southwest before, and thought cactuses were dope. Done. After job search + interview + hiring, I put a deposit on an apartment that I never occupied (I ended up saving money once I got there by moving in with a coworker), but I at least had somewhere waiting when I got there if I had to make it work. I took what I could fit in my tiny car and drove west.
I only stayed in the first place for a year, but it led to a life I couldn’t have even imagined when I started. It wasn’t always a fun ride (sometimes I would think “this is the saddest a person could possibly feel and live,” and then life would be like “nope, a person can be even sadder turns out watch this”) but the results have been overwhelmingly worth it.
The northeast winters suck big donkey wang. 8 years in Southern California and i ain't looking back.
I got sick of California (Culver City). I was broken hearted so it was either Honolulu, Anchorage or NYC. The cheapest ticket was to New York so I got a ticket to leave on My exes birthday, saved up about 600 bucks and crashed at some dudes couch I met online for four days until I found a place. Needless to say I got a job the day after I moved out here. Been in NY almost 11 years now life is okay.
I've done it twice. The second time was probably the best decision I ever made. The first attempt was like a dumpster fire.
My ex cheated on me, and we tried to patch things up but I couldn't trust her anymore and she hated that I couldn't trust her. Shit got worse and worse, then one night, a little over a year ago now, we had a big blowout and she left saying she was going to her moms. Came back at 3am in some dudes car, so I packed my shit and left the next morning.
I had to stay at a motel, then an air bnb and some couches in between before I got a new job in a new city and moved there permanently. I had to borrow a bunch of money (8500CDN) from friends and family, I've paid half of it back so far.
It wasn't bad at first. But now everything's falling apart. Lost my job due to having to take time off for an illness, behind 3 months on rent because of that, and since they went and changed pogi around I don't even get any employment insurance despite having paid into this shit since I was 14. Hungry af, I had two chicken wings two days ago. Probably gonna be winter camping soon, out of necessity not shits and gigs. Got two great looking job offers recently but both of the companies went with someone else before I could even send the signed contract back.
All in all it's been fairly miserable, and it doesn't look like it's about to get better for at least a few more months, but when it does it'll be leaps and bounds. It's a constant fucking struggle though, and I don't think I'll be happy again until I get the other half of my debt payed off, then I can leave that bitch and all the bitter memories in the past. Till then it's a battle of willpower, staying away from liquor and hard drugs and focusing on surviving until I get my next job.
Being uncomfortable isn't really new for me though, this has been the story of my life, constantly starting anew and being unsure of everything. I'm tired of it though.
damn. stay on it, internet friend.
Keep at it bro. Admire the resignation to struggle, grit, spirit. I had years like that when everything sucked. Then you get a break, get another and life takes you into the sunlight: a job, a place to live, a new relationship. Keep working towards that, dude, and away from self-destructive distractions. Good wishes and luck to you.
Where in Canada are you? I’d like to buy you something (a gift card, maybe, or a pizza, I dunno yet). Not out of charity, just as a reminder that things will get better.
You really warmed my heart with that offer, but to be honest I couldn't accept, there are surely people who need it more. If you've got a few bucks to spare, give it to a local food bank or visit a local shelter and find a single mom who's kids need boots or something, get the size and then go to a thrift shop and pick up a pair, it would better serve the world than to feed me for a day.
Besides, I'm a tough cookie, I've built a shell stronger than the steel I weld together, it's just sometimes nice to vent.
There's a food bank near by, it's open on Monday I just have to swallow my pride and admit that it's okay to get help. It's a hard thing to do as I've been living on my own since I was 15, but even the biggest limbs in the biggest trees fall prey to a strong storm now and again, no matter how strong the trunk is. They'll re-grow.
Thanks to you and everyone else for the kindness, reddits one of the few things keeping me distracted in a healthy way. Upvotes for everyone!
I know it ain’t much, but this week I’ll donate $50 worth of food to a food bank in Vancouver. Think of it as if the donation was yours. This is a promise.
Call every single fucking hotel in the area and ask for HR. Ask them if they are hiring for any positions. You can get something that way pretty quickly, and use the time after to find something better.
Alternately, call every painting crew that advertises their services in the local news-site. Ask if they are hiring crew members. Call enough of them and someone will be hiring. They don't require a lot of experience (unlike carpentry, tiling ,etc).
Lastly, call every single temp place (the hourly job kind, not the fancy ones) and find out if they need warehouse workers, manual laborers, etc.
If you do all three of these things, you can find something in a week or two just to tide you over. As soon as you start working, start looking for a better job. The time to look is when you are working, not when you are unemployed (or super-miserable).
Sending positive vibes your way dude
No matter how fucked things seem, they always get unfucked. You’re not the. Frost to be in your situation and you won’t be the last.
You have a great attitude so I know you’ll rough it just fine.
No regrets. Love it.
I was bored at the job I started 6 weeks prior, in a city I would never be able to afford a house in, commuting 2 hours a day. Got an offer in a city 1200 miles away where I knew no one. It’s been 4 months.
I sold or gave away everything I owned on Craigslist. Bought all new. Just brought my cat, his toys/cat tree, my clothes and MacBook.
Quit my two jobs as an RN, sold all my shit, dropped my dog off at my best friends place (where he has a dog roommate and a big yard and is loved), waved goodbye to all my friends and family and moved to Hong Kong to try dating a guy I’d met a year and a half before and had never been able to get out of my mind. I figured that even if it didn’t work I would stay in HK and just enjoy the experience, and I could always move back any time I wanted.
That was 2 years ago. We got married last week ☺️❤️
Mildly jealous. Cantonese food is my favorite in the world and HK seems cool. Hows the rent?
Rent is quite crazy. With the amount of money we’re paying every month to stay in a studio apartment we could afford a whole house in the states lol.
Damn, could understand leaving friends and family....but I wouldn't be able to ditch my pup for anything..
Didnt quite do it on a whim. I had about a months planning.
I just moved to seattle a few days ago. I took only what i could fit in my car and drove me and my dog across the the US. Nearly 3500 miles in a 2 week period. Im loving it so far. My apartment is small but cozy, and about 10 minutes from downtown.
I did this, but I did not pack anything. I went to Alaska to work, I had nothing, washed my one and only pair of boxers by end in the shower every other couple days, until I got my first check to buy clothes, an other things. Ended up not going back my home state ended up in another, now I have a beautiful daughter, married with 2 step-kids. Worked out. Going through a little struggle these days, but things will work out ^
I did this two years ago. Florida to Denver, was making 90k and hated my life. Moved here without a job and luckily found one in the first month, but only making 55k. I struggled, but loved the change of pace.
I can say I’m happier now in general, have gotten a better job since. But I still kinda just hate myself most of the time lol. Turns out it doesn’t matter where you are depression will catch up with you.
Turns out it doesn’t matter where you are depression will catch up with you.
This is where I'm am currently at but I worry if I can handle the lows along with trying to live in a new place. Tbh with you though I think it's inspiring that you managed to at least get yourself stable Im sure you'll figure it out OP
Left nz on a whim for a job in Canada. The last 5 years or so were brutal for me and I’ve got no family worth contacting back home so being in a whole new culture/country has been good. The job isn’t what we thought it would be but the change has given us a new perspective on life. We are tired/worn out/over worked but honestly I’ve had so many learning experiences that I’d never have available back home I’ll never regret this experience
You sound just like my sister FWB/sort of boyfriend (I dunno what they were they never sorted their shit out. He did the same- Left NZ and went to Canada. She’s following suit in May, best for them both even though they’re ranch hands and will be working their asses off
I want to be able to do this. Literally the only thing holding me back is an apartment lease. If I could get passed that though, I would have been gone last year. I want and need to start my life over so so badly.
I hope to be able to answer a question like this soon!
Rent a room?
This makes me happy and sad too.
My wife and I have split and she seems perfectly content moving right on with life. I'm happy she found a zen apparently, seems like she is determined not to let anyone know shes is sad about it. I don't understand that. I enjoyed our relationship intensly, it was seriously like euphoria alot of days Thats the same reason I believe we hit our first big rough I fought to keep it until it was going to kill me, and she walked away if it became even mildly inconvenient.
I think she thinks it shows courage to appear unemotional by the person you trusted betraying you. In reality, it makes you look flat, and with no color or character. If your trully emotional unaffected by your first marriage ending you probably didn't have to ability to enjoy the highs of it either. That's the saddest thing.
Love is a strength, too.
I'm 5 days in the midst of this right now. I was hired at a new job a month ago (from US) picked up and moved. Its been an emotional fucking roller coaster. Still don't have a permanent housing situation. New culture and not knowing anyone is very isolating. For fuck sake I have to try though. I'm terrified but I am also trying to look ahead and stay pro-active with everything.
Give it three months at least before you decide whether you're happy with the move or not. It takes time to adjust to big change. You can get through this!
I thought it was the place I was living that was the problem
5 years & 1500km later & I've learned that it wasn't a location issue
I'm trying to make a go of it, but I'm depressed & the harsh winters don't help. Things have recently started to look up, but I'm scared to get my hopes up again, I've been disappointed so much, I don't think I could handle it again.
It wasn't quite on a whim. I'd been feeling stuck for a long time and some friends in another state offered to let me move in with them. I took a few days to think it over and decided to take them up on it. Had to wait for the lease on my apartment to end, but then moved over 600 miles away from the only area I'd ever known.
That was five and a half years ago. I'm in a job I enjoy and I met a wonderful man who I will be marrying this summer. So things turned out pretty well.
When I was 25, I had this FWB I was really into whom I'd know since high school. He always said he loved me and wanted to marry me someday, but he'd never actually commit to me at all, and actually wouldn't even see me very often—like we lived 15 minutes apart yet I only saw once every few months because he was "so busy with work."
Anyways, he ended up going to prison for impersonating a police officer. Like he'd gotten a uniform and badge out of a catalogue, and bought a gun, and got some old police car at a police auction. And everyone thought he was a cop—he lived with his parents and they thought he was a cop, and all his other friends and family thought he was a cop. Every day he'd get up and put on his uniform and act like he was going to work, but really he was just impersonating a police officer the whole time. He did this for over a year, and everyone only found out he wasn't a cop when he got arrested. He also got charged with giving alcohol to minors since apparently while pretending to be a cop he'd hang around with teens and give them alcohol and tell them to call him "the cool cop."
At first he just got probation, but finding out this utter insanity was the last straw for me and I told him I was done with him. Later I found out from his parents that he'd broken his probation by continuing to pretend to be a police officer and was in prison.
Anyways, around this same time, the girl I'd been best friends with since high school had moved in with me after getting kicked out of her aunt's house, but she'd been fired from her job shortly after moving in and pretty much refused to get a new one and hadn't paid rent in several months. So I finally kicked her out and she never talked to me again.
Shortly before I kicked her out, a girl I'd been close friends with for 12 years sent me a letter in the actual mail telling me she wanted to "terminate our friendship at this time" without giving a reason.
After all this happened, I was just 100% done with that state and everyone in it. I decided to quit my job and move to Portland, a city I'd visited only once before, where a few friends I knew over the internet lived at the time.
It actually worked out great, I've been in Portland for about 15 years now and really love the city (though I'm no longer in contact with any of the internet friends who lived here when I first moved here...though the incidents that ended those friendships are a whole other crazy story.)
Didn’t start over completely but changed my mind about going to a university near home to one 5 hours away last minute. Did it to get away from an ex and my parents. Best decision ever! Met a wonderful girl, made some lasting friendships, learned lots and had a ton of fun along the way, and now I’m back.
IDK, I think people are pretty different from place to place. Once you're friends with them then sure, people are people. But the interactions you have with people at a bar in Prague vs Warsaw vs Brooklyn are vaaaastly different. I'd move to Prague in a heartbeat if I was in an industry where I could work remotely and make better money.
I left my hometown because I felt if I never left I’d be there forever at the bottom of society because of what I was doing and who I was hanging with- moving away on my own forced me to grow up and I’m glad I did it, 14 years later I view it as the best decision I ever made
I felt this way as well!! Im doing so much better now (happy cake day!)
It was great! I was working a deadend job and I didn't have a lot going for me at the time. I was saving this letter my grandfather gave me when I was younger, and when I opened it I saw that it was a deed to his old cottage somewhere up north. I packed everything and headed there after getting the legalities out of the way, and the community was lovely! The town wasn't lively or anything, but it was very close knit. There was a lot of good soil on my property and I started a little farm, I guess farming runs in my family. I also made acquaintances with everyone overtime, and got married there after only a year.
I highly recommend moving to Stardew Valley!
Left on a whim to live in Mauritius. Friend of mine mentioned off hand that he could get me a job there and two weeks later I was on a plane to start a new chapter of my life. Honestly it was a mixed bag. I think a lot of the stories in this thread are downplaying that there are gonna be some amazingly great times and some horrible times. Overall after a 3 year contract I'm so grateful that I had the opportunity to live in another country and experience another culture
I'm now 31, single and living back in mom's basement. I make 17k a year and my credit score went from 720 to whatever comes after bad.
At 36 from indiana to san francisco was able to retire at 56 then moved to malaysia WOULD DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN
Wife and I did this right after getting married. It's worth it, if nothing else than to get away from all of your old habits and force yourself into a new routine. We've been better off for it, plus getting to see mountains every day doesn't really get old.
Probably would have been best if I'd stayed where i was, dang.
5 years ago. I did it because I was bored and fron a small town. A week before I left my best friend d told me he loved me and not to go. I still went. I was sad but best decision I've made so far.
Turned out well. I’ve lived in China for 4 years. Moving back to the US at the end of this year. Getting married soon, made a lot of friends, traveled a lot. It wouldn’t be possible to do without a degree though, so that’s important to keep in mind.
I moved to china as well. It's been a crazy adventure. I live here with my two kids and husband. We've traveled extensively over the last year and a half. We go back to the US in six months.
My husband and I did it almost 6 years ago. We were in misery a hellish trailer filled with cockroaches and sand fleas. We couldn’t find work, we were close to losing our home. On a whim my husband applied to a job where my family was living we made a quick trip for the interview. Within 2 days he got the job. We threw away most stuff a friend of my dads drove down and used his trailer to haul our stuff from storage. We rented a home sight unseen we were completely starting over. This happened within a 8 day time span if I’m not mistaken.We left on our 4th wedding anniversary.
It was the best decision ever. Husband is still at the job, I ended up finding out I was bipolar and got treatment-which rebuilt our marriage. I got pregnant we have a 4 year old daughter. Life is great, I’m a stay at home mom, and we can say if we stayed where we were we would’ve been divorced within a couple months. The stress and strain was tearing us apart, Our 10th anniversary is coming up and our 6th living in the area we are now. Best decision ever.
Moved from Texas to California to be with my wife. At Thanksgiving we got evicted so we are currently homeless. So far it seems it has worked out horribly.
So sorry to hear that. That's really terrible. Can you move back to Texas? California is definitely expensive!
At this point economically it's not feasible, the church that we are a member of has brought up that they are going to ask the bishop to give us a prepaid credit card for gas to make it to Texas. But, our van is on its last legs and I'm afraid it won't make it there. I'm trying to get back to Texas for my son who is 6 years old. And me and my wife both agree that California is way too expensive especially when you are waiting to be approved for disability and have no income and are unable to work not only for the fact that you're physically unable to but also if you were still able to do limited work it will blow your chance of disability.
Yep definitely go for the disability. My grandpa worked an extra 10 years till retirement in a back breaking (literally) job instead of opting for disability. He's healthy as hell for a guy in his 90s aside from his aaaawful back pain and he doesn't get as much benefits as he would have had he just retired early and gone on disability. He's doing fine economically but definitely regrets knowing he would have even more money and less back trouble had he just given it up when he should have. Good luck to you.
Things turned out great and I have no regrets. My family and friends were a very toxic group and I had no direction. There were ups and downs but I was a great decision.
I've done it a few times in my life. Sometimes due to tragedy but usually due to opportunity, and a few times due to sheer curiosity or boredom.
There's been a few disaster moves, but eventually, I sort out my head and it works out. I'm a tough cookie and an old hand at starting over. Hopefully, at this age & stage in my life, I'm done with that. I'd like to settle down some & buy a house again.
...only time will tell.
After losing a decent job with decent pay i went back to retail, it was alright for what it was since I had a boss watching my back. Unfortunately her boss wasnt the same way and after a few months I got a call from one of my coworkers saying our boss got fired, she quit, and that was fulfilling our deal to warn each other. Boss's boss called a minute later and I told her I quit too, turned in my keys and started making arrangements to move.
I'm in a slightly better place, if only by certain margins. I almost certainly would be worse off having stayed.
It wasn't at a whim but I packed up all my stuff and applied for a new job 1100kms away and got it. Found myself in a new state and city 2 weeks later. At the start, you are constantly asking yourself if you made a mistake, but like all things your new living arrangements become normal.
I didn't realize how few people I really knew until my battery went flat so I needed a jumpstart and didn't know anyone who could help me.
I don't regret it, however, I don't think it's for everyone.
In 2000 I moved from Canada to Ireland on a bit of a whim. I was running from some very bad memories, and needed a new start.
Ireland has been good to me, although I myself am dealing with some illness and depression right now. But I loved Ireland so much I became a citizen in 2008. I live in Dublin, own my own home and have been in my job for nearly 16 years.
quit a job in NYC making 6 figures bc i was unhappy, picked up and moved to rural vermont. now unemployed and still unhappy.
Sixteen years ago, on a whim, I sold my company and house in Seattle, had a yard sale, and got on a plane with six suitcases for Barcelona, looking for quality of life.
I'm still here. I fell in love and got gay-married, started a successful business, and made a life here.
"Everything" is pretty good, I guess, though recently I've come to realize that I am and always will be an outsider here. Despite being married to a local and being fluent in both languages, I'll never get the pop-culture references, feel the feelings brought on by cultural memories and shared childhood experiences, or get the sense of humor (and vice-versa).
At the same time every time I go back to the US I'm aware of the fact that I'm not "from" there either, anymore, for a lot of the same reasons. My friends have moved on with their lives; likewise with the little family I have left, and if I were to move back (something that is increasingly interesting to me lately) I'm not even sure where I'd go.
It is a profoundly lonely feeling sometimes.
Its fucking amazing. Do IT
I'm amazed that people can just move without plans or money across their home country or to another country and it works out fine.
Some of us move with plans and everything falls apart. Hundreds of applications that lead to nothing. Drowning in debt that takes half of monthly pay. Places to live requiring more and more paperwork and hoops just to have a roof over your head, with of course dramatically increased cost of living. Cities with no public transit, forcing you to buy a car that comes with even more financial obligations. This is just within your own country.
Moving to another country is an expensive and multi-year process that usually doesn't work, and has gotten worse in the past decade or so with everyone raising literal or figurative walls. Language barriers, race barriers, and religious barriers are also present that one has to contend with, if you were able to leap over the mountain of obstacles beforehand.
The icing on the cake? After you have worked so hard to get that visa, only for it to be denied or revoked by an incoming anti-immigrant government that doesn't want foreigners coming in and those already there to move out.
Dumped toxic fiancé, dumped toxic family, dumped toxic friend, quit my demoralizing job and moved clear across country.
I now have a job that isn't perfect, but does recognize my hard work, slowly making new supportive friends. Bought a townhouse. I answer to no one.
I'm still struggling to date and go out and meet new people, but it's the best decision I've ever made.
I now prioritize myself, and have learned that family isn't blood, it's supporting those you care about in a healthy mutual manner.
It's been one year, and I've come a long way. I still have boxes to unpack, and at some point would like to learn how to date again, but truly, it's the best decision I've ever made and I've learned so much about myself and inner strength that I would repeat the heartbreak just to find the strength all over again.
To anyone questioning if people are toxic, go 2 weeks without them in your life, and see if you feel calmer.
I was bored and fed up with where I was living and my prospects there. Move to NZ and things are pretty good. Have a house, have a life, have a good career.
Living in the deep (bible belt) south for most of my life I decided to leave it after 35+ years of living there. Basically I either sold or gave away crap around my house and yard. Sold some inherited land for some starter money and moved to Denver.
Well, it was a drastic change of living. I was use to house and country living, and I rented an apartment, I didn't realize the limitations until i got there. Like working with tools, and some hands on projects that required space and tools. There was no room. Also, the lack of humidity, I went from a place where it's usually 90% humidity year round to and average of 35 - 45 % humidity. Plus altitude change was something to get use to after awhile. Everything was triple expensive.
I lasted a year and I had to split and ended up in the BFE Illinois where I am up in the air about that too. It's middle ground, it's not as expensive, still cold, humidity at least in the winter is about the same.
I am actually fixing up the house, it was fixer upper, and enjoying the colder weather. Looking towards the New England states next.
Overall, it didn't go as planned, but it's a interesting experience. Though I do miss family at times, but worth it.
Backpacked around the world for 8ish years started in new zealand finished in England, stepped foot on every continent and still so much left to see. About to pack up again for the last journey back to NZ.
Was in a bad place, now I'm married with a great job, home, finances. There is a sacrifice that I've become distant from old friends and family (not specifically a bad thing though).
Now I have new friends and am starting my own family, many points of the journey were lonely and sometimes scary, but the up far outweighed the downs. In many ways running away saved my life.
Sounds like you’ve had a great life! Traveling is something I really want to do but how did you afford to backpack for so long?
At the time I felt like I was running away from life - my marriage had ended, we'd sold our business and house, and I had nothing to stay for. My initial plan was to move a couple of hours away from where I had been, where I had a network of people and support. Instead, I packed my treasures into my car and moved about 20 hours drive away to a wee town where I knew one person. It was the best thing I could have done - I'm so much happier in myself and in life. Found a great job, met a fantastic man, now have three dogs and live in a remote but amazing part of the country where there is always something to marvel at. The first step was the hardest, but I wouldn't take back any of the journey that led me here.
Quit my job, left my apartment, and left my family and hitchhiked from maryland to seattle after dealing from burnout working 90hours a week and with abuse from my helicopter father.
I still go through homeless stints. I'm going through one right now, but I'm a lot more stable than I use to be. I'm on better terms with my father, and my life is starting to get together a bit.
Definitely dealing with the drawbacks of being shit poor for several years but I don't regret it what so ever. The only thing I do regret is not having any real mentors for the past several years.
Sold everything. Moved into an RV and moved from Kansas to Texas. Kansas doesn't pay very well, high taxes, horrible schools, and no opportunities. Love our new life in Texas and glad we did it.
Ya know, im considering this right now. Found out my room mate is moving out feb 1st. Im not on the lease just a guy living in the front room. But i got offered a cheap place down south(im from northeast) and decent pay at a new medical marijuna farm. Reeeeassally want to go since i have nothing holding me back for once. Figure it might start my life a little more.
Went and joined the army in 1990 after Saddam invaded Kuwait. Got stationed in Germany. I have never been back to the United States. Left my job, my fucked up marriage, my hill-billy god-fearing relatives.
Lived in Germany, France, South Africa, Northern Ireland, England, Scotland. And that is outside the army. I've been in the UK since 1999.
Sometimes, you just have to let go and step off into the unknown.
Graduated high school in 2016 and didn’t want to go to college. I moved from NE USA to Florida to take a chance and try to break into the private yachting industry. I was 18 and the largest boat I had ever piloted was a canoe.
2.5 years later and there have been stunning highs and ridiculous lows, but overall it is the best decision I have ever made. I get paid to live on a yacht and travel wherever it goes. I’ve backpacked a couple of continents, sailed through the Caribbean, started running marathons, and am pursuing a degree online. I’ve made so many good friends and had so many unique experiences.
The people I know from High School are all juniors in college now. When I see what they are doing, and compare it to where I am now 40,000 nautical/backpacked miles later, I know this was the right thing to do.
Packing up your life and diving into the unknown isn’t for everyone. But neither is the traditional college route. If you can take that leap of faith, it will be worth the hardship every time.
I've done it 3 times. Back and forth across the country 3 times. Had I not done it I wouldn't have pocketed a big nest egg thanks to a real estate investment sold at the right time or met my husband. So yeah, zero regrets.
The why? I was bored. I guess I'll never understand people who can do the same thing for 40 years.
I've done it a few times - NJ USA originally, then Santa Cruz California, Czech Republic, Spain (1 year Madrid and 4 in Granada), Hawaii, Boulder Colorado, now Miami.
I do it because I like to be in cool places. I have some portable skills, so that's how I get jobs. If I lose or quit a job, applying to a place half-a-planet away is the same thing as applying to a job across town. I love culture and seeing the exotic places in the world and living in them. I'll never stop.
Back in 2014, I worked at a terrible place in Dallas, tx. The pay was terrible. The co-workers are what made it horrible. Everyone there was so toxic, it felt like middle school all over again.
I met this amazing guy online who lived all the way in New Orleans. He seemed to be really nice and such a charmer. He came and visited me a couple of times, we went on a few dates, we hit it off pretty well.
One day, he suddenly just tells me to go live with him in New Orleans... And I did. I didn't even give a notice or anything. I just left. I said my goodbyes to what few friends I had in Texas and packed as much as I could in a suitcase and hopped on a Megabus to New Orleans. Literally just the clothes on my back and a suitcase of my stuff...
I move in with him. I get a full time job at a gas station and wind up having to carry a lot of the bills and expenses around the house since he started taking classes. At first, I felt sorta... Used. Tricked, almost. But he continued to reassure me that "it would be worth the wait" if I put my trust in him and held out doing what I was doing a little while longer.
He ends up in the hospital... He suffered from "spontaneous pneumothorax". Due to complications, his stay in the hospital was a lot longer than anticipated. It was only supposed to be 2 days or so, but wound up being 8. I stay at his side for 8 whole days, making sure he's comfortable, clean, well fed and taken care of. At this point, I have nothing... I rely entirely on this guy I met online who's now relying on me to keep him happy at the hospital.
8 days later, he gets released and is thankfully done with classes. He immediately gets a job offer and takes it. About a month down the road, he pulls me aside and says,
"don't worry about the bills anymore. I got it."
"You were there for me, now I want to be there for you."
"I want to support your passions and anything you want to do."
It's 2019. I am currently married to the man of my dreams. We will both be moving back to Dallas, tx. in February. Only this time, were going together and have Jobs that are far better than the previous we had. We have a good amount saved up in case things don't work out there. We can technically go anywhere we want. Even Canada (he's Canadian). Our future looks bright. We are planning on buying a house and plan to take trips to see the world. Long story short...
I took a huge risk.
I worked hard.
I had patience.
It paid off entirely.
That was a risky decision that I'm very happy I made.
Good to know that life investment works out for some people. All the best to you both.
I moved from my home in the Cayman Islands to live in Belgium, last year April. I planned it all within a couple of months. And I only kind of knew what I was doing. I had lots planned out, like where exactly I’d move to, housing etc... but I was like I’ll leave the rest and see what happens.
And honestly it was sad leaving my family, friends and pets. But I felt I HAD TO. I needed more experiences. I left my job as a journalist with much higher pay than I’d get in Europe. But I was like fuck it. I wanna travel and meet new people.
Fast forward to now. I live in a nice home in Bruges with my wonderful little cat Binky, who I like to imagine is bilingual Dutch&English. And I met the most incredible Belgian man who is now my fiancé. Back where I’m from they have this popular saying and logo you see around island. It says “Quit your job. Buy a ticket. Get a tan. Fall in love. Never return.” And that’s exactly what I did. :)
I was dumped by an ex and had recently dropped out of uni.
Packed my bags and a friend and I moved on a whim to a city we had stopped for lunch in on our way home from another friend's house. While I was there I got a job, bought a house, returned to university, finished my degree, found a better job, found a husband, had a child. Now I'm back in my hometown ( moved to be closer to family and my husband's job- which isn't here but is closer to here)
Bumped into my ex. He looked miserable. I don't care. My life rocks.
What do you do for work if you don't mind me asking? I've been looking at trying to gauge my masters into something I could move to Italy with.
I've done this three times. Once at 20, once at 31, and once at 34.
The first time to a city within my home state, four hours from home, where I lived for 10 years and earned my college degree. I had no job and only temporary sleeping quarters when I moved there. Found a job and a roommate housing situation within 7 days. Had $300 to my name when I arrived.
The second time to NYC, site unseen, without a job and a place to stay for only a week or two. I quit my job, sold my car, sold or gave away all my stuff, and packed two suitcases for the plane trip. After landing I got a roommate housing situation within 10 days, and a full-time professional job within weeks. (Recruiters, networking before I arrived, an extremely polished resume, and recruiters.) Had $3,000 to my name when I arrived and it went quick.
The third time was across the country again to another major city, also site unseen, with no job and only a temporary place to stay. Again emptied out all my possessions, set them on the street in NYC and watched little Asian ladies pick over them and take them home (Brooklyn) and packed only what fit in two suitcases. Same as above, networked and recruiter-ed my way into a full time professional position at a higher salary than the one I left in NYC. No roommates that time, I signed a lease. Had $1,500 to my name when I arrived. I now own a home and make 3 times what I made at my first professional job.
Hustle people. Take risks and hustle.
There's no hustle like the hustle you'll run when your boots are on the ground. Until you put yourself in the situation, it's all theory. Once you're there, the solutions present themselves. Not that they are easy, but they arise. They can't arise unless you're present in person.
I've done this a few times. First time it was a blast. I did it on a whim. Moved back eventually because I missed my family. Once it was difficult. I was getting away from my very abusive ex. It's been many years and I've made it my new home. Life is an adventure, blink and you'll miss the cool stuff.
I did it because I am way too young to dread working like I did. I had a kind of sort of boyfriend/hookup that I left behind to move 500 miles away. This was a few months ago and while it’s hard sometimes being away from family and my home friends I’m generally very happy and I’m so glad I did this
I felt bored and was wasting money on leaving where I lived every month on flights. Was living in Missouri because a great paying job recruited me there. Exactly on my two year mark I moved from the middle of nowhere to São Paulo, Brazil.
Best decision ever. Everything is still great. I visit friend and family twice a year and found ways to replace the income. I gained a new perspective on what was important in life. I also met amazing people and visited over 15 countries along the way. It’s not as expensive as it seemed before packing up and leaving. For example, I’d spend $600 on a three day weekend in Vegas with friends. I can rent and apartment for a month on Airbnb in the best location in São Paulo for that.
Moved from PA to San Diego when my old roommate got engaged. Best decision I ever made. Found my husband and enjoy the beach on a weekly basis 👍🏻
Almost but not quite a whim. Felt really stuck coming out of high school, didnt have any good friends, didnt get along very well with my family, wasnt sure what to do after graduating high school. Got an offer to a uni on the other side of the country and took it.
Havent looked back since, made really good friends, dropped out of the course because it wasnt for me, met someone i want to spend my life with, get along with my family a lot more
I moved from South America to Luxembourg four years ago to start a new life where I could actually work and live by myself. I'm a computer engineer so I managed to find a job as a web developer (I used to be a mobile developer but could not find any related job). However, although I'm grateful for finding that job, after two years I felt like I was not learning anything and I was so afraid of looking for a new job because I thought I was behind as a professional. Didn't learn any new technologies and the ones I was using were so outdated (not my choice). So I lost all my confidence.
The thing is that I have a lot of ambition and a lot of expectations, so at that time I was feeling very frustrated. I was also surrounded by people that seemed to give up and accepted that those were going to be their lives forever (just working in something they didn't like to buy a house, go out every weekend to have a drink, etc). I didn't want that, just the thought of it scared me to death. So I knew I had to do something and the only logical thing I was able to think of was to study again. Not a new career but a master degree. Luxembourg is very small so I decided to go to another country. Quit my job, left my very comfortable life with a great studio I was renting and now I'm in Denmark (one year already) studying a MSc in digital media. I'm a student so I only have a student job, and now I live in a small room in a student residence. With the money I earn, I can survive but that's about it. However, I don't regret it, it was the right decision. I feel like I've learned so much and I have remembered some of the dreams I used to have. I feel more motivated and every time I recall my frustration during my last year in Luxembourg I notice how relieved I feel now.
At 26, I quit my job via email, turned off my phone and got on a plane to Indonesia. One hour of stupid courage, and I was taking a leap of faith that paid off tremendously.
I did it because I had the opportunity, and I realized I would never have that opportunity again. I think it's not as commonly understood: you take these opportunities yourself. So, the quality of your life is determined by the opportunities you seek and take.
Everything is fine now: six figure income in a career I would never have gotten into, I had an awesome experience, got some great stories out of it, and I'm more independent, open-minded and resilient as a result.
Remember no matter where you go, there you are!
I didnt quit. I got fired.
I moved to another state doubled my income twice in 10 years have a new child, looking to buy property.
6 months into pregnancy I told my husband I wanted to sell our house and move to the seattle area and live near my parents. He agreed right away, which caught me off guard. Less than one month after giving birth our home was sold and we loaded up all our stuff, 2 dogs, 2 cats and a 3 week old baby and drove from Texas to Washington. We are still here in Washington and the first 2/3 years have been SOO hard but incredibly rewarding. My husband for the first time ever has a career that he genuinely loves and is a badass in his field! I get to stay home with the kiddo, which I love! Getting out of our home town was the best thing we ever did for ourselves! All of the scary ass obstacles that we have over come were 10000000000% worth it.
Questions like this evoke biased answers. Those who did this who had a shitty life afterwards are less likely to reply
Went on vacation to another state 2000 miles away from where I was born and raised. Loved it so much I came home, quit my job, broke up with my boyfriend and sold or gave away everything I owned. Bought a one way ticket and came back with 2 suitcases.
That was 10 years ago. I would have never imagined this being my life, but I am so thankful it is! I found my career here, am able to support myself and also travel often.
I was in a job for 7 years and my boss just came in one day and said that he was selling one of his companies and “I assume you don’t want to go with it”, that word “assume”... hate that word in relation to how people see me so out of nowhere I said “yes actually I do” and that was it. Moved to a new city, completely new company, new job but same industry. Lost 155lbs and met my husband. Best move I ever made.
Not exactly on a whim, but in 2000 I sold pretty much everything that wouldn't fit into a suitcase and then moved to Florida. Why? I was in love. Almost 19 years later everything is going great. Three kids, both have good careers and we're still married. Wasn't easy at first as we were both broke and so worked a few crappy jobs until I was able to land a good one.
I remember sitting in a parked car at my hometown shopping mall thinking "I want to go home". Where is home? It doesn't seem to be anywhere here on earth. Nothing is quite good enough, at least not here in this incongruent reality. Just because, no
In other words... I quit, moved, started over, learned alot. Things are well.
Why do people pack up and move? People get up and go because there is something missing wherever they happen to be. Some people are just intolerant at settling for 99%. That's why they become the 1%, for better or worse. A professional of one kind or another.
Left California for Illinois because my I was going absolutely nowhere. Growing up poor as shit in the bay area with no ambition and burnout friends is a recipe for disaster
Immigrated to the USA with one bag :) Decided to change my life to the better. Hated life in Russia, hated that lifestyle, people, weather.. I was severely depressed and I decided that immigration would help me. I was running from myself, from my family that sometimes drove me crazy, from pretty much everything. I needed a fresh start. Came as a tourist, barely knew English (I could understand, but spoken English sucked), had some kind of a plan, but things turned out differently. Here I am now - 6.5 years later, I am a proud citizen of the US, married, own a business. Life is good!
Just did this. I moved from Chicago to Fort Myers. So far, I love it. Ask me in 6 months and see how I feel then. I moved for work. I applied a lot of places and this is the offer I took.
I wanted a new adventure, which came in the form of ocean lifeguarding. After the summer, I didn't want the adventure to end. So, I became a local by going to the nearby university and now have a teaching job. I now get to live by the ocean. The adventure has still not ended!
Back in 2012 I worked a dead end job that I hated in and things weren’t looking promising. I realized I wasn’t trying to achieve my goals any more and decided it was time for a change. I had always wanted to live abroad and one day I finally had my “fuck it” moment and sold everything that I owned and bought a one-way ticket to London. Stay there for a few months then settled in Barcelona for about a year.
This was the best experience of my life and really taught me that even under hard circumstances I can pull through and achieve my goals. However the story gets better. While living abroad I knew I shouldn’t just kick back and that I really should try to expand my boundaries and skills. I spent a great deal of my time as a freelance writer and though I didn’t make much money I did get a ton of experience. When my time in Barcelona was winding down one of the worlds biggest tech conferences was happening (Mobile World) there. I’ve always wanted to work in tech so I talked my way in and ended up meeting a bunch of people who convinced me that if I wanted to be anyone in tech I needed to live in the bay area.
Cue me once again packing my life in a suit case and moving the San Francisco. Once again this was the best decision I could have made. I got a great job working at Nokia (later Microsoft), helped start an EV startup (EverCharge) and current work at Samsung. I didn’t go to a big time college, I didn’t have tons of big company experience but I’m positive that because of my time in Barcelona learning how to hustle is what led me to where I’m at today.
If you have a dream follow it and don’t give up, eventually you’ll get there.
TLDR: moved halfway across the world twice, now things are peachy