Thankfulness on an Anniversary

A year ago I made one of the most dramatic decisions in my life. I packed up all of my things, said goodbye to my friends and family, and moved to Los Angeles with only a vague idea of what life could be.

Shortly after I found out that life was hard as shit.

Looking back at the year, I am amazed at the number of things that happened to me and I’ve made it through. For a greater part of the year, I lived with constant stress and felt in a constant cycle of challenging situations. I dealt with not being able to work for two months and still having to pay bills (in L.A of all places), complicated friendships and relationships, friend crises, multiple car issues, the foreignness of being in a culturally different place. There were times that I questioned the long-term effect this stress was having on my mind/body and had to search for what was my “normal.”

Fortunately I have a strong support group of friends and family, and for that I am thankful. On this anniversary of moving across the country, I am thankful for so much that has happened in response to all of these crises.

Here are just a few things that the people in my life have done that I’m thankful for:

Listened to me cry on the phone about pretty much everything. Invited me over to lay down on their couch and veg out while I recovered from life. Helped me move into my apartment. Stayed on the phone with me while my car wasn’t working and I was waiting for the tow. Took a detour on our way to a concert through Orange County to eat at Canes. Sent me $50 through Facebook Messenger so that I can pay my rent. Tagged me in silly memes and pictures. Listened to me vent about the things that make me upset. Invited me over to spend a holiday with their family. Trusted me enough to let me into their life. Spent hours on the phone gossiping about guys and life. Mailed a care package with art and “Rainy Day messages” and other trinkets. Gave me hugs and held my hand. Given excellent advice about what to do in situations. Walked on the Santa Monica pier late at night in the rain to play Pokemon Go. Critiqued movies and talked about home. Braved several hours of traffic to visit me and eat spicy salsa. Spent a cloudy day lounging on the beach. Responded to my text messages when I needed them to…

Without these small moments, I’m sure I would be a wreck right now and ready to leave Los Angeles. Life in general is complicated given the local/national/global events going on, and to have personal drama going on can make things almost unbearable.

But thanks to some people located around the world, I’ve survived. And I think I’ve gotten to a point where I don’t feel like I have to struggle as much day to day. I’m excited to see what the next year brings for me.

I thank you all for being in my life and I love you very much.