>>1314737>>1314789I really feel you dudes.
I've been living in LA for the last year and a half and I can physically feel it breaking me down whenever I have to leave my shitty, stuffy apartment.
I moved out here to live with an ex after we reconnected. She was the one that originally broke it off with me but then reached out a few years later. At the time I was living in the Colorado mountains, living a hermit life. I was reaching 30, had been up there for 2.5 years, and felt like I needed to reconnect with my old friends that live out here, party it up a bit, and try to weasel my way into the art community. The first 6 months were fine - after that, the traffic, the garbage, and the PEOPLE started wear me out. I had lived out here before for a year and it was still hard but I lived right outside Venice and new a lesser-known beach spot that I could kick it at and be alone. Now I live outside of downtown and can't fucking stand it.
But yeah, moving back home would mean losing a girl that I truly love and truly care about... but she has a great job, good friends, and doesn't seem to mind the hustle n' bustle that is ever-so-steadily creeping me towards a massive mental breakdown.
I guess I made this thread just because I need to vent. Some of my friends out here understand, but others think I'm quitting, squashing a possibility of having a successful art career, and/or torching a great relationship.
But fuck it, right?
