I'm Trapped Here
I moved here because my husband wanted to take a job here. I love my husband and we truly could not afford to live where we had been previously. I was sad to leave. I used to be a happy go lucky kind of person, lots of friends, not too much conflict or depression. This place, this town, has brought out the absolute worst in me. I am so lonely. It's full of cliques and exclusivity, possibly because it is a smaller town. I hate cliques. More than anything. I feel like I have really tried here, and still after more than four years, I am still lonely, feel like an outsider and would move tomorrow. I just can't get my act together and it makes me so mad! So, I'm stuck. I tell myself, I should be grateful that my husband has a job that he likes that pays the bills in this awful economy. Our church is great, but there again, it too, can be cliquey. I've lived all over the place since I was 15, and I've never had such a hard time as I do here. I'm so glad I found a place where I can vent, and where others feel similarly. I'm going to go cry myself to sleep again.