That somebody is me.

I always wanted to move back to this city and now that I did, the sad realization is this that, I dont enjoy it. The traffic is nuts, people are always in a rush and so, knowingly or unknowingly rude and mean. There are so limited resources for the number of people out here.

I didnt even realize when I became a small town girl, from being born in one of the biggest cities in the world, to now liking a slow paced life, where it doesnt take an hour to get from one place to another which is barely 15 kms away, where there are no big crazy line ups, where its not all about money, where you dont get stuck on the highway amongst hundreds of million over a long weekend trying to get away from the big city, where there is time to stay still. Its just go go go here.

And strangely, I feel like a victim these days, I have always been a fighter, so being a victim has never been on my cards. I dont fit in, I dont feel like myself.
The recent events have introduced me to crooks and businesses that only care about making money and I feel naive and cant never seem to differentiate the good from the bad.

I am hoping it will get better, if not, thats ok too. Its just a matter of moving back to home when the time is right.