(no subject)

[elizilla]

Ever have moments when you just wish you could walk away from it all? Leave behind your job, your home, your friends and their stupid feuds, your relationships, your family, etc? Move to someplace nice and start over with new people around you who don't hassle you about things that are in the past and can't be changed?

Comments

[cannibal.livejournal.com]

Hugs. Hope I haven't hassled you in at least five years... it has been that long since we spent any time together!

Yes. Sure. Somewhere warm. Melbourne, Marsailles, Moorea. Graham said, "my gosh, you've really put down roots here!" when I was talking about some library board meeting I go to, and I didn't like that, I haven't really put down roots, just because I have a bajillion things going on here.

[eck.livejournal.com]

Sorry to hear you're that stressed!

Exposure to actual sunshine works wonders on that sort of mood.

Take it from someone who wishes he didn't have to walk away from it all: It's more stressful than you'd imagine in a thousand wistful moments.

[jeffreyab.livejournal.com]

You'd probably miss some of the people you left behind.

Myself I have too much infrastructure (Books) to move easily.

Could do your job via a cell phone and lap top?

[elizilla]

I can do my job from a laptop, as long as I have an internet connection, but the cell phone thing doesn't work so hot; I need a land line to talk on. But yes, I can do my job from a laptop, as long as I also have an internet connection that doesn't leave me without a land line.

The problem is that the job is on my list of things to walk away from.

[jeffreyab.livejournal.com]

How much looking for another job have done?

Maybe just looking might make you feel better.

Its hard to be up this time of year believe me I know.

[tanac.livejournal.com]

Yep. Half-seriously, every couple of months. Seriously, a couple times/year. Haven't done it yet.

Ever have moments?

[greyhat.livejournal.com]

.
Uhm ... almost always? Weekly, if not daily. I'd move to Vancouver or Alaska or maybe Eugene, Oregon. In winter, I also consider the middle of the US desert - Arizona, Nevada, etc.

In the past, I've moved every 3-4 years, always leaving friends behind. I sometimes intend to keep in touch, but I never do. This is the longest I've been in one spot since my 5.5 year stint in middle/high school. For the first time ever, I don't want to leave my friends.

But I'm still itching for change. Starting over is so much fun.

[rmeidaking.livejournal.com]

I did this several times in my life. I moved far from my former base, far from my parents, and started over. It never really worked very well. It did help me sort out what I was really looking for in life, and who my core friends were. More than anything else, I found out that I could survive completely on my own.

But I don't really recommend it. Part of what I found out was that the core issue - my own dissatisfaction with my life - came along with me. I was still *me* wherever I went, and until I changed some beliefs and expectations, well, the more things changed, the more they stayed the same.

These days, when I get thinking thoughts like that, I do two things: I write down a list of everything that is *good* about my life (and a requirement is that I come up with 25 distinct things); and then I play a fantasy game of "What Would I Do If I Won $X Million?" Then I compare to see if any of the things on the second list could actually happen *now*, and try to make them happen. Example: Quite a while ago, I realized that if I didn't have other pressures, I would read more books, and write more - even if only in a journal or email. I realized I could make time for that, and so I did, and my Life Satisfaction went up.

I don't know what else to tell you, except Hang In There.

[xtatic1.livejournal.com]

Yep - been there. But I've also actually picked up and moved somewhere where I didn't really know anyone at a time I was feeling down, and trying to orient to a new situation when you're already depressed is no fun. Plus, the people (mostly family) who bugged me about things from that past that couldn't be changed caught up to me eventually.
I love you, and so some other people I can think of, if that's any help. If not, I have a bunch of used glass bottles that would make a very satisfying *smash* if hurled at high velocity into a trash can/recycle bin. :)