When life tells you to move….Move.

Towards the end of July, I was nearing my breaking point. Life was completely stressing me out.

My eating patterns changed, the high school acne I left behind in 2009 reappeared with a vengeance and my weight had plummeted tremendously. To make matters worse, I was shutting out the world a little more each day.
One day after growing tired with being tried, I decided to make a change. I was three weeks away from my birthday and I wanted to experience something “new”; new environments, new people and new career. The next day, I bought a storage unit and boxes, handed in my two-weeks notice and started planning towards the next chapter in life.

Fast-forward a month later, I have moved three hours away and started interning at a public affairs agency that is more aligned with my career goals.

My life is completely different, but I am happy with my progress.

How did I do this?

Well I focused on escaping. I’m pretty sure everyone has heard that one survivor story about how someone was able to escape from the unescapable. They focused entirely on getting the hell out. Chains, deadbolts and threats of harm could not keep them contained because the end result mattered more than the unseen consequences.

The “what-ifs” did not hinder my determination. Moving became the most important thing in my life because stress was making me a prisoner.

Of course I had many excuses for not making this move in the beginning. I really wanted to pay down my bills because I did not want debt to follow me into a new city. However, retail therapy was a direct response to managing my stress  which resulted in more bills. There was a new couch I did not want to pay full price for, a new car that resulted in a high insurance premium and the list continued.

Moving became the most important thing in my life.

I was also able to spend freely because I had the income that made excessive spending possible. I truly enjoy having a steady flow of money. I grew up in a single-parent home, so financial security was comforting. I could afford to live in a downtown apartment, shop at Whole Foods and live entirely on eating out at restaurants multiple times a week.

It took two years to realize that the bills and income were keeping me stagnant. Two very long years.

Next, I weighed the options of staying and leaving. I did not have to move. I could rescind my resignation, put my apartment back together and summed the entire episode up as a “moment” (we’re all entitled to have them). However, doing so would not make my job interesting or bring the comfort back into my apartment. I had outgrown these areas in my life.

My friends and family were the only reasons to stay, but technology solved that issue.

Which left me.

Even when I finally decided to leave, I was not calm and at peace. I was a nervous wreck turning in my resignation and leaving my apartment for the last time. I still cannot wrap my mind around the fact that I quit my job and moved to an entirely new state in one month.

But, I knew I could find success in this move and my desire was the only one that mattered.

When others would question my actions, I never felt the need to answer. I literally avoided people until all my plans became an actual reality. Blocking out the negative voice was essential to making this move possible. People tend to project their fears on to you unintentionally, which can prevent you from living. So I made fear non-existent.

…change is meant to be uncomfortable.

When others were doubtful, I was always assured in my abilities.

I was fully committed. Once I resigned from my position and turned the keys in to my apartment, I did not see how I could turn back. Honestly, I knew I would look crazy. So once I started moving forward, I never planned to stop.

Committing to change was the best decision I made this year.

When others were doubtful, I was always assured in my abilities.

My tip for anyone that is contemplating a move is to stop thinking and start doing. We all hope to have enough money, to secure a job and have a comfortable place to stay. Having those options available makes life easier, but change is meant to be uncomfortable. You have to believe that life will fall into place. You also have to learn to accept the perfect and imperfect outcomes that will occur.

I will like to say that I have a great paying job and a downtown apartment, but that is far from the truth. However, I am completely happy interning (for free) and having roommates again after three years, because I know that there is more to come.

This change was worth it.

Author: Chris.Marie

Freelance Writer & Editor

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