I have spent two and a half years preparing to move across country. It has not been easy.
When I told my spiritual advisor I wanted to move because I hate it here, she responded, "I don't want you leaving till you're happy there. I don't want you running from something; I want you running toward something."
The advice was sound, despite years of my working hard at being happy here. So I set about finding more happiness. Mind you, this place hadn’t made me completely forlorn. I'd had immense joy and self-fulfillment. And I'm aware that happiness is an inside job. There's just a lot here I loathe. I needed to make peace with it.