The Candid Confessions on Moving Out

For an age of Instagram, I probably, am the most unfit adult, trying to actually document my candid confessions in writing. But that's what I do best! So here goes...

I recently moved cities for my job(for the writer in me, it was a  tough choice to let go of the use of metaphors here). Coming back to the point, I moved out of the city that was my home for the last 27 years. It never hit me, until a certain point, that I was "moving out". Being away from my parents, friends, and support systems was never easy.

Moving to a new city, I had to figure out the basics of living. Right from a place to live, groceries, and bills to transport. Every single thing.  For a really long time, I used to think of myself as a low-maintenance person. I ought to reconsider my assessment!

For me, the hardest part of moving cities was- the Roads. Figuring out where I have to go to get what I need & to return home from there; was a task. So to get through, I had this policy of playing safe. Every time I climbed into an auto & told him where to go, I left it to the best of his knowledge to take me there, safely. At any point when I was asked which route I preferred or if that place next to this, my answer would simply be, "yes". 

There was a lot of work involved in this entire process. But I as went ahead, took control, and figured out things, I enjoyed the sense of this new-found freedom. Of course, I did try to "record" the experience (so millennial!!) for Instagram with the typical background scores to romanticize it. Turns out that adulting ways of life are hard to romanticize! Either that or I suck at Instagram!

The more I age in this city, the more hard-hitting truths I encounter about myself. Making friends is never easy, especially in a city that is infamous for its "obnoxious" people. You learn to enjoy solitude and your own company.  Here's a pro tip for you- the peace from social interaction makes you calmer. Do try it!

Here's what I know now. Change is never easy, however welcome it is.  But thanks to the people who love you, no matter how difficult you are, you make it through. It is at this time you find life-defining moments and epiphanies and meet the person you really are.

For the hard-shelled person that I am, it has taken me about a year now to get used to this new life. A life where I call the shots, I decide and  I do. It probably will be sometime more before I start feeling like the person I was. They say it takes 21 days to form a habit. I suppose for some life-altering changes, this timeline can be tweaked a bit. Although strangely, it's not the "getting used to" that I am looking for. Rather the tone of "I'll be fine" is what I'm aiming for.

As the newness of this phenomenon wears off, I'm starting to grow fond of it and the light that it brings me. So to all the people who are struggling with this, we are all in the same boat, more or less. So keep swimming!!