Orglethorp
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I feel like most of my posts these days revolve around my mother and my boyfriend, but really that's what's up in my life. For anyone who hasn't read my stuff or needs a refresher, I'm 25 years old, and last year I moved across the country for school. I literally uprooted myself to start over again. I left everyone I've ever known, I left the degree I'd been working on part time for 6 years and was almost finished, and I left a solid job that I'd held for years. I got to a point where I felt like I had grown and healed as much as I was ever going to staying at home in BC, and that there were issues about staying in BC that were holding me back. There are a lot of people in BC who have hurt me, or failed to be there for me, or who got lost somewhere along this PTSD war path. My abuser is still free in BC. The best school I could have chosen to restart at, the best jobs I could have taken, etc. are all places I've been before and left during the darkest times of my life, and I don't feel like going back would work out. It would be a reminder of darker times, and not being able to truly have a "do over" would be a disappointment. So, I picked myself up and moved to Newfoundland.
Shortly after moving out here, feeling homesick and being a little shocked by my first local winter, I proclaimed to my mother over the phone that I would not be staying here permanently. I didn't know what province I'd end up in, but it wasn't going to be here. She took that to mean that once I graduate, I'm coming home.
The more I see this place, and the more wonderful people I meet, the more I fall in love with this place. It's been nearly a year and a half now, and now I'm not so sure I'll ever leave. I've also gone and fallen in love with a local man whose family has lived in the same little area for so many generations that he doesn't actually know when his family got here. He's not leaving. He'd like to see the rest of the country, but he's not leaving forever.
Now, I'm not saying that I'm deciding my future based on a year and a bit of adventures and a still new relationship, but I'm starting to feel like this is where I want to be long term. I still have PTSD. I'll always have PTSD. But here, I get to be me first. Nobody on this island knew me before age 24. No one has ever seen me break down. There are no places I can go here, no situations to put myself in, and no people to interact with who would serve as reminders of my past. There's just this new life, and new circle of loved ones.
Every once in a while I do miss BC, and I do miss some of my family members, but the truth is there there are only 2 people in BC who I'll always miss who aren't at the end of their lives. Most of the people I truly care about and miss are in their mid 80s or older. As much as I love and care about these people, they're not going to be there in 10 years. My mother and sister aren't enough to keep me there.
How do I say all of this to Mom? How do you tell your mother that you don't want to come home? How do I tell her that this is home?
Shortly after moving out here, feeling homesick and being a little shocked by my first local winter, I proclaimed to my mother over the phone that I would not be staying here permanently. I didn't know what province I'd end up in, but it wasn't going to be here. She took that to mean that once I graduate, I'm coming home.
The more I see this place, and the more wonderful people I meet, the more I fall in love with this place. It's been nearly a year and a half now, and now I'm not so sure I'll ever leave. I've also gone and fallen in love with a local man whose family has lived in the same little area for so many generations that he doesn't actually know when his family got here. He's not leaving. He'd like to see the rest of the country, but he's not leaving forever.
Now, I'm not saying that I'm deciding my future based on a year and a bit of adventures and a still new relationship, but I'm starting to feel like this is where I want to be long term. I still have PTSD. I'll always have PTSD. But here, I get to be me first. Nobody on this island knew me before age 24. No one has ever seen me break down. There are no places I can go here, no situations to put myself in, and no people to interact with who would serve as reminders of my past. There's just this new life, and new circle of loved ones.
Every once in a while I do miss BC, and I do miss some of my family members, but the truth is there there are only 2 people in BC who I'll always miss who aren't at the end of their lives. Most of the people I truly care about and miss are in their mid 80s or older. As much as I love and care about these people, they're not going to be there in 10 years. My mother and sister aren't enough to keep me there.
How do I say all of this to Mom? How do you tell your mother that you don't want to come home? How do I tell her that this is home?