10 years in Glasgow
I will always love you, Glasgow.
I came here with an aching heart and a willingness to start again. I was only 17, I had no job and I wasn’t in education. I didn’t know what I wanted to do, I just knew I had to be here. Glasgow isn’t New York but to me, it may as well have been.
“You’ll be back within a month” my stepdad said with a smirk. It’s now been 10 years and I have never once been home, or tried to go home. From day one, Glasgow was home to me.
Glasgow you are ugly but beautiful. You are friendly but harsh. You are welcoming but exclusive. You are a city of endless contradictions and my complicated soul can’t get enough of you.
Glasgow, you have seen me at my worst. My first home was freezing, dingy and dark. My mental health started the recovery that I’d been putting off for all of my life when I arrived here and I’m sometimes quite ashamed of the person I became at times. I still felt at home.
I have found my people here, time and time again. I’ve found those that understand me on a fundamental level, those whose experiences mirror my own and those who, on paper, I shouldn’t be close to but in reality, couldn’t live without. You showed me love, Glasgow. The purest, most sincere, love. I can never repay the debt.
I guess it is a little strange to be so enamoured with a city but I’m not the only one. Glasgow is, at times, a bit of a state of mind. Glasgow natives have captured a part of my heart that I can’t quite describe.
I’ve been broken and bent in so many shapes over the past 10 years. It’s quite surreal to look back to it all but moving here changed my whole life, in every way. It brought me back to myself after a childhood of abuse and teenage years soaked in depression. Coming to you, Glasgow, was coming home for the first time.
I don’t really need to leave to come back and appreciate my life here; my heart swells just thinking about how much I love you, Glasgow.
It’s not been easy. In fact, if we’re being completely honest, it’s been extremely difficult but it has always been worth it.
Thank you for the last 10 years, Glasgow. I’m proud to be (an adopted) Weegie. xxx