Moving to SF again
My boss brought up the possibility of me relocating to SF around February and my heart instantly dropped. "Nothing has to be decided now," she said "but keep it in the back of your head."
I lived in San Francisco from 2009-2012 with my then boyfriend. I grew up in the bay and being back in SF felt too familiar. An uncomfortable familiarity. My family lived close by and they saw me frequently which I was not used to being away from home for awhile. I went through a lot of ups and down during those 3 years I lived in that city. I remember mostly the dark moments. For a lot of reasons I would rather not go into, I saw a therapist for the first time and discovered my own Pandora's box. I had uncovered all this baggage I was unaware of. I felt like my experience in SF was slowly and painfully stifling my voice and killing my independence mainly because of my relationships. It was clear that I was not in a place to be around people that loved me the most. So I made the decision to apply for grad school and move across the country.
In 2012 I moved to NY to start grad school. I was relieved to escape the dark cloud I created in SF. I felt like I was finally my normal self again. Throughout the two years in grad school, I slowly regained my sense of independence and identity and rebuilt my relationships with my family. NY has always been good to me even when I was there for undergrad. It was an immediate attraction which then developed into a genuine love. I spent my formative years in this city and it cultivated and nurtured my autonomy. And it wasn’t just NY. It was also Shanghai and every place I traveled to that I didn’t consider my childhood home.
When my boss brought up the idea of moving back to SF, I didn't take the news well. I knew it was a decision that made sense for me professionally but I couldn’t get myself to admit it. I was afraid that moving close to my family again would suppress my independence and old family dynamics would return.
Ever since I left, I had been battling between the emotions of guilt and pleasure from being far from my family. I was angry that I could hear my mother's plea for my return in the back of my head and feeling coerced into a situation out of guilt. I was haunted by the past memories my ex and I shared during a tumultuous time in our relationship. I kept telling myself I couldn't do it over and over again. Everyday I would give myself a different answer. Yes I'm moving to SF. No I'm staying in NY.
Even living between both cities for the last 5 months exacerbated my stress and left a feeling of instability. Deep down I knew it was best for me to move for my career but I couldn't come to terms with it. I tried to go through every possible scenario to get myself to stay in NY but none of them made sense.
I tried my best to stay in NY but the universe was telling me to go. My family and friends wanted me to return, I recently left an unstable relationship in NY, I found an amazing apt in SF, and my landlord decided to not renew my lease. I went to a psychic one slightly inebriated night a few weeks ago and expressed my concerns with the move. She assured me it was a positive decision.
I came back to NY the beginning of this month to allow myself to process my move and say goodbye to this amazing city. I enjoyed every single day to its fullest and made sure to revisit my favorites places. Then something started to happen without me realizing it. I began to accept that I was moving to SF and slowly made peace with my decision. I became inspired to decorate my apartment which I have never done in my past apartments. I could envision my own space, separate from my family, in SF. A place that I could call my own, similar to what I created in NY. I began to realize that it is possible for me to recreate that same autonomous bubble in SF.
I used to think that independence meant self sufficiency without the help of others. Financially, physically, and emotionally. Yet through this process of moving to SF and the self healing I’ve done in the past 2 years, I’ve come to realize its not about distancing myself from those I love but leaning into those relationships. It means still having a voice while balancing a strong, internal foundation and healthy boundaries in my relationships. I've been running away from this for awhile and so its time to confront it.
At the end of this month I will be moving to SF and I feel pretty good about it.











