Hi ya’ll! I have some BIG news to share today. In a month this Dallas hippie will no longer be in Dallas—I’m moving to Austin!!!
It’s a bittersweet change for me. Dallas became my new home when I moved here right after I graduated from the University of Iowa. Living here hasn’t always been easy; making friends is a slow process and my first job out of college wasn’t exactly paradise. But, I have learned a lot and matured immensely over the last 3 years. When I realized that my second job was not a good fit for me, as many of you know, I quit at the end of June in pursuit of a more fulfilling life. I wanted to have a writing career because that is where my passion lies.
Unfortunately, being an adult also means paying rent and bills; so while I put as much time and energy into writing as I possibly could, I also held a waitressing job as a means of income. And to go from a cushy salaried job, to busting my butt in order to barely make ends meet was stressful to say the least. Yet despite all of the added pressure, I was still happier and felt that I was living a better life than when I was working at my prior job.
So I thought, “Well, I’m doing the right thing.” Except every time I’d need to withdraw from my cherished savings I worked so hard to build, I died a little inside. I was happy, but I wasn’t making the money that I needed to sustain my lifestyle. So I’d work more to earn more, but the more I would work the less time I had for writing, which seemed to defeat the whole purpose. I quit my corporate job because I wanted to build my writing career—yet here I was hardly having the time to do it.
I faced a real conundrum. Do I move to the ghetto so I could better afford my rent? Do I throw away my dreams of writing even though it’s only been a meager five months? Do I move in with my parents? While the picture of me living in the ghetto is quite amusing, I decided the best decision at this point in time was to move into my parent’s house. I know, I know—classic millennial move.
At first, I wallowed in self-pity. How pathetic was I? It had been SEVEN years since I’d lived under my parent’s roof—was I regressing? I’m 25 years old, I certainly should be able to live in on my own. I felt disheartened that I had to leave the city that I could finally call home. I was pissed! Things weren’t going the way I hoped they would.
But then I realized, I was looking at the situation through the wrong lens. Yes, it’s easy to find things to complain about. On the other hand, it’s also easy to find things to be grateful for. There’s the old adage: “I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man with no feet”.
Of course my situation wasn’t ideal; in the perfect world, I’d already be earning money from my writing and be able to continue supporting myself financially. But, it takes time to build a career. And how lucky am I that I have the opportunity to move into my parent’s place? In another life, I could be forced to shack up on the streets. I’m really blessed to have my parents’ support.
Initially, it was truly hard for me to accept that I was leaving Dallas. I love this city so much. But when deep in thought one day, it occurred to me that just because I love Dallas doesn’t mean that my future lies in Dallas. If I was meant to be in Dallas, then surely an opportunity would have arose at some point. Maybe the opportunity lies elsewhere. And why on earth would I try to force something that isn’t working? I’ve lived in a lot of places in my life and I didn’t always WANT to move where I moved to. But after the adjustment period, I always grew to love where I had moved to. So although I’ve always been Team Dallas, I’m sure I will grow to love Austin too. And who knows what the future holds! I may end up back in Dallas one day.
Ultimately, I am doing what makes me happy. I’m honoring myself and that’s all that matters. I’m not giving up on my writing career yet and everyone has to start somewhere. While it would be lovely to have immediate success, maybe it’s not so realistic. It takes a lot of effort and hard work to build a career and to get to where you want to go. Sometimes you have to swallow your pride and have some humility in the process. So, I’m bowing down to the process.
I know that I haven’t been blogging as frequently over the past few months and it’s because I’ve been focused on progressing my writing career. While I love writing for my blog, in order to gain more credibility and experience as a writer I need to write for other publications and blogs. Without a doubt, other publications have a much wider reach and larger audience than my personal blog; so all in all, it’s a good step for me. For the past couple of months, I’ve written pieces for the Odyssey, All Women’s Talk, and Austin Woman Magazine. Be sure to check out my articles on these publications! Additionally, I always have the link to the latest article that I’ve written in my bio on my Instagram. So if you would like to stay up-to-date, follow me at @saba_ghaffari!
While I am incredibly excited for my future and this next chapter of my life, I am also sad to leave all the friends that I have made in this wonderful city. I truly cherish all the memories and life experiences that Dallas has gifted me. For your enjoyment, I made a little montage (link below) of my highlights in Dallas. Thank you to everyone who has supported me with my writing endeavors and thank you to those who have followed my blog!!