I don’t always love my city. FACT: This is an understatement of monumental proportion. I’ve lived in Fort McMurray for almost 3 years now and to say that it has been a struggle to assimilate and adjust, is another understatement. Most days, I just want to pick up and move. Other days I get angry about not having moved yet. Then there are those days when I envy everyone else who seem so happy and content where they are.
This might surprise many friends and family, because I had been trying this thing where I don’t say anything terrible about my city; where I try to only say the good things… because you know, words are powerful and I figured if I only let good adjectives escape my breath, I might actually believe that I’m not in such a bad place.
Now, now let me clarify something. I don’t dislike Fort McMurray for the same reasons most people hate on it. I often feel miserable in Fort McMurray because, well–I’ve been here for almost three years and I still have yet to find people I can connect with. This place makes me feel like an alien–as if I don’t belong.
I don’t believe in love at first fight. I don’t really fall in love hard and fast. I am a firm believer of building a very strong foundation of friendship before even considering falling in love.
Moving to Fort McMurray for me, was like being set up on a blind date. I was told it was a smaller town with not a whole lot to do, but presented a lot of opportunities. So, being young and adventurous (read: incredibly impulsive with bigger decisions), I went for it. Let me repeat and emphasize something before I go on, “[m]oving to Fort McMurray for me, was like being set up on a blind date”, not being forced into an arranged marriage. I could move, except I can’t.
The last three years had been this long, miserable blind date with Fort McMurray. You know, the one where you sit across the table from the person and you just stare at them, ready to judge the first things they’d do before even getting to know anything at all about them. As soon as I met my city, I gave it 10 seconds to make a good impression and when it didn’t, I made up my mind that we weren’t meant to be.
I don’t believe in love at first sight, yet I expected to fall in love with my city instantaneously.
LET’S START OVER
So hey Fort McMurray, it’s nice to meet you. I know we were set up on a blind date and all, but how about we get to know each other and be friends first? And no, you’re not being friend zoned, silly!
Have you ever had a hard time after moving to a new city? How did you deal with it?
NOTE: I thought I should disclose that if Wikipedia is at all reliable, it says Fort McMurray is not a city but an urban service area or a hamlet. I considered the title “Help! I’m not in love with my hamlet.” but figured that would just be too confusing. 😛