The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

Let me tell you, moving to a entirely new place is not all fun and games. Yesterday and today, I've been a stressball of emotions. I'm currently sitting in my room, watching Say Yes To The Dress and crying my eyes out. It's hard to admit defeat. I don't want to cry since I chose to take this amazing opportunity and move 3,000 miles away from my family and friends. I definitely don't regret the decision, but it is hard trying to find housing, make new friends, and discover a new city.

Yesterday, I woke up pretty early and grabbed the less than mediocre free breakfast at the hotel. I went running for 30 minutes, which definitely helped get my endorphins going. After getting dressed, I wandered down the street to a delicious sushi bar where I met Sarah. Everyone in Baltimore is SO nice about helping me with housing. Usually I'll ask anyone and everyone (including but not limited too cab drivers, blind men, bartenders, etc.) about certain areas, see if certain addresses are in good neighborhoods, and from there we start talking about how I ended up in Baltimore. Sarah was such a sweetheart and it felt so nice to finally talk to someone my age. However, I definitely had to hold back tears as I explained my move. All of the thoughts I had been trying to suppress came rushing back to me. I had to leave the sushi bar to grab some fresh air. I caught a cab to look at a place in a nice area called Canton. It's so hard leaving houses after I look at them because all I want right now is a nice place to call home and start my daily routine.

Last night, I made friends with a blind man. My best friend would be laughing at me if she saw me last night. I have a natural tendency to be nice to extremely interesting (maybe even strange) people. This man was super nice and it was so relaxing to sit and enjoy a beer while talking to someone about life, sports, pretty much anything that wasn't me sitting by myself in a hotel room.

I texted my mom this morning because I could barely stand to call her crying.  She would probably tell me what an amazing opportunity this is, how much they miss me at home, and how I can fly home whenever I need to. Right now, as much as I want to hear that, I know it would make my day so much harder.

So there you have it, the good, the bad, and the ugly of moving across country. This opportunity amazes and teaches me new things everyday. However, it isn't all fun and games. The stress of missing home and trying to find housing while making sure I don't run down the wrong street isn't easy, but it's my life right now.