confessions from a transplant

Living in a city predominantly populated by non-natives, it’s not hard for me to have trouble fitting in. Everyone comes here, Portland, Oregon, to make a new life for themselves. Most of the stories are the same. Young, broke, and open minded. 

Not being much different from the description above, I’ve also felt a lot of those like minds have lost themselves in the process of moving.

I certainly have. 

What I learned after two years of inhabiting a city that is not my hometown is to not lose yourself. Go back to your roots. Explore hobbies that made you happy in the past. Listen to old playlists. Have conversations with friends from grade school. Revisit college textbooks. 

I can’t stress how important it is to not let a new location change you. In my experience, anything more than adaptation lead to depression. 

Be you. Be true. 

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