hello friends. are you tired of all the drama? do you dread that next phone call or text? i understand. i have been there myself. there is an answer: RUN!
no, don't walk, run. run as far and as fast as your meager little resources will take you. you too can enjoy sanity and serenity in a new city far away from friends and family and their big ole pot of crazy.
stop drinking the kool-aid. relocate to a place where you don't know anyone -- away from people who are always needing your help or imposing their's with the best of intentions. get a pre-paid cell with a local number and
it will work -- for a while.
eventually, they will find you. it always happens. first there will phone calls, visits. they will want money, food, shelter. eventually, once they have determined that you happily entrenched in your new surroundings, they will follow you like a trail of hungry ants. (or maybe that's just me.)
the truth is, happiness is not a place you move to. it's not a thing you buy. it's a thing you make. let me repeat -- it is a thing you make. no one can make it for you and you can't make it for anyone else. (i have a hard time with that last part.)
i'm very blessed (or very delusional -- jury's still out) in that i'm looking forward to my parents moving in. i love spending time with them. i miss having my sister here in Pensacola and am trying to work it out so that she can return. i'd like for Russ's Mom to sell her house and buy something here so that Russ could spend time with her. (or better still, flee into the night and leave the house to Ryan but, really, how long til they cut off the power and he just showed up here?)
see, you can't make happiness for others but you can share your's.
no, don't walk, run. run as far and as fast as your meager little resources will take you. you too can enjoy sanity and serenity in a new city far away from friends and family and their big ole pot of crazy.
stop drinking the kool-aid. relocate to a place where you don't know anyone -- away from people who are always needing your help or imposing their's with the best of intentions. get a pre-paid cell with a local number and
it will work -- for a while.
eventually, they will find you. it always happens. first there will phone calls, visits. they will want money, food, shelter. eventually, once they have determined that you happily entrenched in your new surroundings, they will follow you like a trail of hungry ants. (or maybe that's just me.)
the truth is, happiness is not a place you move to. it's not a thing you buy. it's a thing you make. let me repeat -- it is a thing you make. no one can make it for you and you can't make it for anyone else. (i have a hard time with that last part.)
i'm very blessed (or very delusional -- jury's still out) in that i'm looking forward to my parents moving in. i love spending time with them. i miss having my sister here in Pensacola and am trying to work it out so that she can return. i'd like for Russ's Mom to sell her house and buy something here so that Russ could spend time with her. (or better still, flee into the night and leave the house to Ryan but, really, how long til they cut off the power and he just showed up here?)
see, you can't make happiness for others but you can share your's.
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