Don’t Ever Move For Love.

Take my words of advice, love should not be the main motivating factor of why you should leave your home. Sure, a lot of people will not initially understand this based on the belief that home is where the “heart” is, but the truth of the matter is that environment is a key ingredient to basic human survival and ability to thrive in the short time we are granted. To my personal knowledge, we do not get to choose where we are born and into what situation. Nonetheless, if we are lucky enough to be granted the freedom and ability to choose where we go, we should definitely utilize as many personal resources available to us to make that experience as true to our own precious life as possible and not take ourselves for granted. The love and acceptance of another can only go so far. I believe it better to determine your own path, by way of faith in God and seeking to be grateful for your own individual experiences granted by him. The person who will most likely REALLY make you happy and whose love is most likely to transcend that of any other, is the person who finds themselves on the same path as you at some point in time where you are both whole enough to contribute to a relationship that will enhance life and stand the test of time. Of course, my beliefs are shaped by the personal experience of me leaving my roots , including family and friends, to gain the love and acceptance of someone I had already loved and accepted. Unfortunately, this in never guaranteed, and in most instances I have learned that it is never a great idea to invest your time and love into anyone, but yourself first. There were so many unrealized dreams, and hopes in my life that still loomed over my move, and five years later, I found myself more broken and lovesick than I had been when I left home. Desperate for an escape, I spent a whole month interviewing for a job position in the most expensive city in the United States just to prove that uprooting myself prematurely had been a subconscious, divine way if you will, to my own self improvement. As everything works out the way it should, I did not receive a job offer, primarily because my intentions weren’t for to be there for the job, but rather superficial. So here I stand, vulnerable, broken, and with a genuine heart trying to share my experience with whoever might need it today, or just curious to read about it. I’m not here to tell you what to do, of course, and my advice is somewhat factitious. Everyone, as an individual deserves to make choices at their own unique discretion and see the story of their lives fold out in their own unique way. In fact, this testament is merely a way for me to process what happened so that I am better enabled to make life altering decisions, with regards to love, in the future…that is if love finds me this time…which I certainly have faith that it will.