Boston always scared me. Correction: cities always scared me. I moved to Vermont and instantly felt safe, like the mountains were hugging me (does anyone else feel safer when hugged/less exposed). The views always took my breath away...and so did the winter wind.
I moved to the city for a job and to be closer to family. I’m so happy with my job and so happy to be closer to my family. BUT that didn’t make the city any less scary or intimidating.
The first few months were spent adapting to my first job outside of college and commuting. Oh that commute, I don’t miss it at all. I struggled with balance, in fact there was no balance. It was all work. I thought I was adapting to the city life but I was merely tolerating it.
Then I moved to Cambridge. Inman Square felt like the hipster mid twenties area of Boston. I was no longer surrounded by college students (hooray!) and I could hear the birds chirp! This time of my life was spent incorporating more balance into my routine. I worked out after work and even started cooking more. But I was still spending lots of time alone and feeling like something was missing.
And finally I moved to Charlestown and everything clicked. I’ve only been here for a few weeks so maybe I’m saying this preemptively but it just feels right. Whenever I walk outside I see people walking their baby carriages or dogs. And the houses are brick or gorgeous colors. It’s so quaint and beautiful.
I also live closer to work so my commute is minuscule if anything. This gives me extra time to simply be and enjoy whatever parts of life I please! This past weekend alone I enjoyed more sleep on a weekend that I spent working, I visited friends for a BBQ and I went for a 13 mile bike ride after work with my best friend. Does life get any better than that? I don’t think so.
So I’m here to tell you not to give up. Life can seem unbalanced and unfair and sometimes it just takes time. Day by day things will feel more balanced. Don’t give up.