Do you know someone who had a failed "Move to a Big City" experience?

[Sex Luthor]

I've moved to 4 different cities (Atlanta, Huntsville, Tampa and port authur) without ever being there previously. One of them I was living in my car for a while. No matter where I go I always end up back in Louisiana. I don't look at them as failures bc I might not have done what I initially went there for but I did other things, saw new areas and learned a lot. Sometimes plans make you lose sight of everything around you

 

[beenz]

Like a friend who everytime you talk to them, they wanna move to NYC, LA, Atlanta, Miami, Chicago, Bay Area, etc etc

And ended up failing and had to go back home or move somewhere else?

Had a friend just like that

She was from Boston, and wanted to move to NYC so badly just so she can "Follow her music dreams and hear the subway train when she fell asleep"

Ended up moving to NYC, had to live with 12 roommates, all men, working 2 full time retail jobs, and never got into the music industry

I can hear the L train from my bedroom. that type of experience is highly overrated.

 

[Roger king]

''The city of sin is a pity on whim, good girls gone bad the city's filled with them''.. sheesh..

 

[Giselle]

Like a friend who everytime you talk to them, they wanna move to NYC, LA, Atlanta, Miami, Chicago, Bay Area, etc etc

And ended up failing and had to go back home or move somewhere else?

Had a friend just like that

She was from Boston, and wanted to move to NYC so badly just so she can "Follow her music dreams and hear the subway train when she fell asleep"

Ended up moving to NYC, had to live with 12 roommates, all men, working 2 full time retail jobs, and never got into the music industry

She was better off moving to Atlanta or la. Idk anyone who picked nyc for music within the last 10 years, that hasn’t been a thing since the 90s/early 2000s.

I know people who moved to LA & Atlanta. One is actually working in the industry but hasn’t blown up/isn’t well known. The other who wants to be a dancer just booked their first music video for an artist that people have actually heard of. I know another person who’s pretty but isn’t really getting anywhere. They rub shoulders with others but haven’t popped.

I don’t usually laugh at people’s setbacks on their dreams. There was one person who was imo talentless and arrogant with a jealous/nasty presence/attitude, wasnt surprised to hear they’re struggling but still didn’t laugh at them

 

[SupaDupaFresh]

I once dated an older lady who was a single mother of 4 children from Dallas, Texas.

She opted to not go to college or pursue an academic career because she "likes to do hair." She came to NYC to become this next big celebrity hair stylist.

Let's just say she was a very compulsive type of person with a really narcissistic, delusional view of having a goal and making decisions.

The type of woman who believes her faith in God absolves from making patient and educated decisions because she always prays or something. It's ok to have a great dream or goal but she was the type of person who will talk and behave like she's already accomplished this goal before she's even done any real work.

And she had an absolute horrible horrible horrible sense of handling money. She lived off of child support checks mostly and just blows money whenever with no sense of forward thinking. Anytime I told her the words "sorry I'm not spending that" she would freak out, claim I have plenty of money already, and would look down on me for "saving" or being "cheap." all that type of bird babble.

She was also a total freakaleek tho. Down for damn near whatever. Really fun partner for a while. So I supported her reaching her goals.

First she rented out chairs at various salons and advertised it as her business online for clients. But she always had issues wit somebody there and would eventually be at another salon and another every few months.

Eventually see somehow was able to "open her own shop"...And again she's someone who will have a goal and become delusional like she's already accomplished it. So you never know if she actually owned this shop or just claiming it without telling a full story. But in any case she apparently had a shop finally and when I tell you it was the nastiest fukking dingiest spot she could ever picked.

It was one of those place in Harlem that is "downstairs" from a completely different storefront (a used cellphone spot no less) so you can completely miss it. When you do walk down you are walking through flies, garbage, litter, spit, shyt, and even a homeless guy right at the end of the stairs. Then the salon was dirty as hell, smelled like ass, tiling and flooring was all cracked and horrible, furniture was tore up all over the place. I don't know what made her think anyone in their right mind would come to this shop. It was completely disgusting.

Instead of becoming a celebrity hair stylist and business owners she had 3 more kids by two more baby fathers who have nothing to do with the. She even begged me to give her a child and promised I don't have to have anything to with it. She just wanted a baby together. She was crazy.

We stopped kinnda talkinv years ago, but just a couple weeks ago I reached out just to say I hope she's good and I miss the good times we had. But she began flipping out about some time I asked we split a restaurant check instead of me paying for the whole thing. She called me a little boy and all this crazy shyt and told me she's moving to Miami. Done with her big apple dream of doing hair I guess. I didn't really entertain it.

The very next day shes begging me for $500 bucks because she talked her daughter into filing a lawsuit over some car accident. Apparently that led to both of them being stuck on the street with no money. They needed to stay somewhere. I was willing to help but when I tried to just open up a bit about how I felt being attacked the day before...all over a lousy split restaurant check she expected to be free, she flipped out, called me selfish and all this shyt, demanded I admit I'm not perfect...basically take responsibility for her poor financial decision making and situation, and give her $500.

When I refused to do all that and just wanted to say how confused i felt...not even attacking her...she just hung up on me on some "fukk you I don't need your money!!" shyt.

Crazy bytch. The definition of a bird, for real. Absolutely NO sense of accountability over life. Always just "doing what she wants" and finding some deflection or defense in her consistent failures, reinforced with that classic "God got me. I believe in God. I pray on everything" delusions. I just feel sorry for her kids.

She sure was a freak tho.

 

[zayk35]

I remember getting out of the military in 2004 and decided to stay in San Diego. It was touch and go for about the first yr and I almost gave up a took my ass back to Texas just because it was so expensive. But I hung in there, got through school and here I am 18 yrs later and now I'm deeply rooted out here. The main reason I never went home was my own family was rooting against me staying in California. I cut my expenses down to the bone, surviving on $25 meat packs and Ramen noodles, driving a 1995 Hyundai scoupe in my little bitty $700 dollar a month apt. It took about 3 yrs to get good footing out here. But I never gave up. But if it was today with how fukked up shyt is I'd be back in dusty ass west Texas with the quickness

 

[Sad Bunny]

At least she tried. Most people are scared to take the leap.

 

[Music Fiend]

Depends on fail. It's never a fail. Everyone I know who chased something got something out of it.

Even if it wasn't the initial dream, they were able to pivot from connections or opening their minds in a way they wouldn't have kkicking it with the same 10 friends in their city.

I live in Austin, but moved to San Diego for 3 years. It was a grind, I wanted to be in LA to produce music. I got a job about 1.5 hrs away in SD. I was already like 25 tho. I moved back to Austin to own a home, but the job I had I elevated and had to grind pretty hard. I came back to austin WFH and more than doubled my salary.

Now I'm producing music and in a much better place financially at 30, not nearly as scared of myself and the world anymore, and I learned how live works

 

[UpAndComing]

What could you really know about except being a fry cook, and what are the 2nd and 3rd tier cities in the Midwest

2nd tier cities would be like Cleveland, Columbus, Indianapolis, Milwaukee, St Louis, Kansas City, Cincinnati

3rd tier cities would like Des Moines, Ann Arbor, Dayton, Omaha, Grand Rapids, Wichita


These are great places for people who are starting their careers, or people who are looking for a 2nd career at a low cost city

 

[TallMan_J]

I don’t know if this counts, but almost EVERY single bartender or waiter when I visit LA is a struggling actor or somehow involved in the entertainment industry.



I was there in March, and had a bartender dude telling me about how he had recently did a commercial.


I don’t know why he brought it up because all I did was ask him where the chill spots on Sunset Blvd were.

 

[mrfortune]

I did the opposite moved from cali to richmond, va. was born there but never lived there so thought i would slow things down, enjoy cheaper cost and see what my birth place was like. wouldnt say it was a failure but all i did was fukk hella girls and eat hella blue crab for super cheap. its rained hard alot. didnt make any friends, the business ideas i had , i thought twice about due to demographics. plus i know its hoods everywhere but its literally gangs of nikkaz just hanging out , looking at me like a meal. not tucking shyt in sorry. i just couldnt get momentum going so i moved back to los angeles. beautiful place but overall boring as fukk compared to big city la life

 

[UpNext]

Yeah when I was heavy in the date game I'd meet them all the time off Tinder. Some of these women, I'd turn into their only real friend in the city for the remainder of their time there. Sad shyt.

 

[DJ Paul's Arm]

At least they had the balls to actually try even if they failed

Most people are to scared to take a risk and just remain in their comfort zone wondering “what if…”

This

Majority of the folks I went to high school with settled down in the same town and never left. Just the occasional trip to Vegas and Hawaii bullshyt.

 

[JoseLuisGotcha]

I once dated an older lady who was a single mother of 4 children from Dallas, Texas.

She opted to not go to college or pursue an academic career because she "likes to do hair." She came to NYC to become this next big celebrity hair stylist.

Let's just say she was a very compulsive type of person with a really narcissistic, delusional view of having a goal and making decisions.

The type of woman who believes her faith in God absolves from making patient and educated decisions because she always prays or something. It's ok to have a great dream or goal but she was the type of person who will talk and behave like she's already accomplished this goal before she's even done any real work.

And she had an absolute horrible horrible horrible sense of handling money. She lived off of child support checks mostly and just blows money whenever with no sense of forward thinking. Anytime I told her the words "sorry I'm not spending that" she would freak out, claim I have plenty of money already, and would look down on me for "saving" or being "cheap." all that type of bird babble.

She was also a total freakaleek tho. Down for damn near whatever. Really fun partner for a while. So I supported her reaching her goals.

First she rented out chairs at various salons and advertised it as her business online for clients. But she always had issues wit somebody there and would eventually be at another salon and another every few months.

Eventually see somehow was able to "open her own shop"...And again she's someone who will have a goal and become delusional like she's already accomplished it. So you never know if she actually owned this shop or just claiming it without telling a full story. But in any case she apparently had a shop finally and when I tell you it was the nastiest fukking dingiest spot she could ever picked.

It was one of those place in Harlem that is "downstairs" from a completely different storefront (a used cellphone spot no less) so you can completely miss it. When you do walk down you are walking through flies, garbage, litter, spit, shyt, and even a homeless guy right at the end of the stairs. Then the salon was dirty as hell, smelled like ass, tiling and flooring was all cracked and horrible, furniture was tore up all over the place. I don't know what made her think anyone in their right mind would come to this shop. It was completely disgusting.

Instead of becoming a celebrity hair stylist and business owners she had 3 more kids by two more baby fathers who have nothing to do with the. She even begged me to give her a child and promised I don't have to have anything to with it. She just wanted a baby together. She was crazy.

We stopped kinnda talkinv years ago, but just a couple weeks ago I reached out just to say I hope she's good and I miss the good times we had. But she began flipping out about some time I asked we split a restaurant check instead of me paying for the whole thing. She called me a little boy and all this crazy shyt and told me she's moving to Miami. Done with her big apple dream of doing hair I guess. I didn't really entertain it.

The very next day shes begging me for $500 bucks because she talked her daughter into filing a lawsuit over some car accident. Apparently that led to both of them being stuck on the street with no money. They needed to stay somewhere. I was willing to help but when I tried to just open up a bit about how I felt being attacked the day before...all over a lousy split restaurant check she expected to be free, she flipped out, called me selfish and all this shyt, demanded I admit I'm not perfect...basically take responsibility for her poor financial decision making and situation, and give her $500.

When I refused to do all that and just wanted to say how confused i felt...not even attacking her...she just hung up on me on some "fukk you I don't need your money!!" shyt.

Crazy bytch. The definition of a bird, for real. Absolutely NO sense of accountability over life. Always just "doing what she wants" and finding some deflection or defense in her consistent failures, reinforced with that classic "God got me. I believe in God. I pray on everything" delusions. I just feel sorry for her kids.

She sure was a freak tho.

NGL I stopped reading there

 

[Boogie]

I once dated an older lady who was a single mother of 4 children from Dallas, Texas.

She opted to not go to college or pursue an academic career because she "likes to do hair." She came to NYC to become this next big celebrity hair stylist.

Let's just say she was a very compulsive type of person with a really narcissistic, delusional view of having a goal and making decisions.

The type of woman who believes her faith in God absolves from making patient and educated decisions because she always prays or something. It's ok to have a great dream or goal but she was the type of person who will talk and behave like she's already accomplished this goal before she's even done any real work.

And she had an absolute horrible horrible horrible sense of handling money. She lived off of child support checks mostly and just blows money whenever with no sense of forward thinking. Anytime I told her the words "sorry I'm not spending that" she would freak out, claim I have plenty of money already, and would look down on me for "saving" or being "cheap." all that type of bird babble.

She was also a total freakaleek tho. Down for damn near whatever. Really fun partner for a while. So I supported her reaching her goals.

First she rented out chairs at various salons and advertised it as her business online for clients. But she always had issues wit somebody there and would eventually be at another salon and another every few months.

Eventually see somehow was able to "open her own shop"...And again she's someone who will have a goal and become delusional like she's already accomplished it. So you never know if she actually owned this shop or just claiming it without telling a full story. But in any case she apparently had a shop finally and when I tell you it was the nastiest fukking dingiest spot she could ever picked.

It was one of those place in Harlem that is "downstairs" from a completely different storefront (a used cellphone spot no less) so you can completely miss it. When you do walk down you are walking through flies, garbage, litter, spit, shyt, and even a homeless guy right at the end of the stairs. Then the salon was dirty as hell, smelled like ass, tiling and flooring was all cracked and horrible, furniture was tore up all over the place. I don't know what made her think anyone in their right mind would come to this shop. It was completely disgusting.

Instead of becoming a celebrity hair stylist and business owners she had 3 more kids by two more baby fathers who have nothing to do with the. She even begged me to give her a child and promised I don't have to have anything to with it. She just wanted a baby together. She was crazy.

We stopped kinnda talkinv years ago, but just a couple weeks ago I reached out just to say I hope she's good and I miss the good times we had. But she began flipping out about some time I asked we split a restaurant check instead of me paying for the whole thing. She called me a little boy and all this crazy shyt and told me she's moving to Miami. Done with her big apple dream of doing hair I guess. I didn't really entertain it.

The very next day shes begging me for $500 bucks because she talked her daughter into filing a lawsuit over some car accident. Apparently that led to both of them being stuck on the street with no money. They needed to stay somewhere. I was willing to help but when I tried to just open up a bit about how I felt being attacked the day before...all over a lousy split restaurant check she expected to be free, she flipped out, called me selfish and all this shyt, demanded I admit I'm not perfect...basically take responsibility for her poor financial decision making and situation, and give her $500.

When I refused to do all that and just wanted to say how confused i felt...not even attacking her...she just hung up on me on some "fukk you I don't need your money!!" shyt.

Crazy bytch. The definition of a bird, for real. Absolutely NO sense of accountability over life. Always just "doing what she wants" and finding some deflection or defense in her consistent failures, reinforced with that classic "God got me. I believe in God. I pray on everything" delusions. I just feel sorry for her kids.

She sure was a freak tho.

It’s so many things wrong with this story, the simp is strong in you breh