Thursday, April 1, 2010

should I stay or should I go...

I had such high hopes, this was a new beginning, a fresh start; not that I needed a fresh start from anyone or anything. Going out to be on your own in a new place is scary no matter how old you are, I was lucky I had my sister to start this journey with me. It took awhile to find a job but I soon did...it wasn't what I wanted in any aspect but it was a job, I made it! I could now actually afford to live here, let the adventure begin!

At first it was ok, then I realized my job pays me next to nothing so I can't afford to actually go out, then to make ends meet I am working 40 and sometimes plus hours...ok well I really don't know anyone down here so its not like I am missing out on plans; well then I realized for me to meet people to make plans I need to go out, which my job doesn't really allow for socializing and meeting new people...if I want to have a social life I better have a group of friends already built in, which I didn't have. Still I had high hopes, I was able to make it to Myrtle Beach for a couple of days and I got to go to Savannah for a weekend and I got to go visit my friends in NC for a weekend as well. Life was good right? Well yes...and no. I still didn't have any money to go out and try that restaurant or the time off to get together with that group I had joined on the web, so my life consisted of work and home...kind of boring if you ask me...the few times I was able to do stuff in Charleston I had a blast! Well now I have to make a decision...my car is sick AGAIN and pretty much for the last time...I can't afford to pay to get it fixed, an I can't afford to pay for a new car...so do I stay here in Charleston with a job I hate making next to nothing but the possibility is there that I get to explore a little more this new life or do i give it all up and head home. I don't want to be forced into making a decision and I don't want to be forced to leave a place I am just starting to fall in love with, but on the other end of the stick, I could go back and be with my friends whom I dearly miss and I know miss me, possibly go back to a job making more then I was making before I left (or explore the possibility of getting into movies which I have always wanted to do) , go back to see my family and just be comfortable living in a city I love but feel like it is not home anymore...Part of me feels like if I go home I am giving up and I am done with...no more adventure for me...

I don't know, should I stay or should I go...