Telperien plans (extremely tentatively) a break-out.

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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The job-hunting is going just as badly as before. Apartment-hunting is the same. My parents are begging me not to go and being sickly sweet to me one moment and yelling that I’m a horrible person the next. The dishwasher issue finally erupted into a fair-sized argument on Sunday, for which I take most of the responsibility, finding that I apparently couldn’t keep my mouth shut.

I am determined that I will be out of this house in a few months. The sooner, the better, but if it has to be later, so be it. How I am getting out is relatively simple, as I’ve asked, and the parents would be delighted to take me to the airport and leave me there. However, as I have no means of transportation of my own, I have a lot of stuff that will just sit in my bedroom and the attic until such time as I can recover it. Ah, well, that’s life.

Another difficulty is that I have no idea where to go. I’ve toyed with the idea of moving back to Pennsylvania, because my best friend and a few other friends are there, and it’s a somewhat familiar place to me, though as I’ve not been there in nearly seven years, many things have changed. It’s quite likely that an entirely fresh start would be better for me, though I don’t know where. Especially since PA is where my evil sister of whom we must not speak (though we seem to speak of her often) lives, and my parents fully expect me to conduct some sort of spy campaign upon her once I get there. My reaction to this is generally something along these lines-- :dubious: --but they keep bringing it up anyway.

I’m sick of living where I can’t find a job, can’t get anywhere on my own, and am expected to never say a word and be cheerful and pleasant all the time. There’s never anyone to see here except various relatives, which wouldn’t be so bad, except that nearly all of them take the same attitude to me as my parents. In addition, they cannot fathom why I would want to leave in the first place. Trying to explain is useless, so I’ve stopped.

I just need to figure out where to go. Maybe I’ll just get a map of the United States, close my eyes, and point to a spot on the map, then go there.

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Pick a place where the local economy is doing fine. You’d be surprised how much better almost everything works in those circumstances.

I’m leaving checking the Census or economic or business sites to the reader. :smiley:

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You could go to Florida, live in a youth hostel, and wait tables. Hey, it’s a living.

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I’m all for this method. Just make sure you pick a spot near me, 'kay? :slight_smile:

In all seriousness, though. Occasionally in life there are certain moments where one has to grab life by the horns and hang on for dear … well, life. This is one of those times for you. Pick a spot, it doesn’t matter where, and just GO. Worry about your stuff later, or get new stuff. It doesn’t matter. Just go. You need a fresh start, and you need it badly. Get out, get going, vaminos, get a move on, blow that popsicle stand, in other words, my dear Telperien, GO.

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Gwendolen: It may be necessary to do something desperate. That of course will require serious consideration.

–from The Importance of Being Earnest, Oscar Wilde
In other words, go for it–but do a bit of planning first.

Pack your essentials. Take as much of your money with you as possible; you’re going to need to support yourself somehow while you find a job. Get copies of your resume ready–make a resume if you don’t have one–and distribute to as many people and places as possible.

Find a safe place to stay–with friends, or sympathetic relatives, is the best option, but a safe hostel or shelter will also do until you can save up enough for rent money and find yourself a spot.

Keep as many contacts with you as you can–you’re going to need as much support as you can get while you get on your feet.

And stay confident. You can do this. :slight_smile: