After chasing creative dreams in NYC and hitting the burnout wall, I moved back to Atlanta hoping for peace and purpose. The shift was jarring. The pace was slower, sure, but the spark I hoped to find didn’t fully return. Teaching fashion, side hustles, freelance gig it’s been a patchwork life that hasn't quite felt settled.
I’ve found wellness, stillness, and community here, but I keep wondering: is it time for something new again? Have any of you made a big city move only to feel stuck again a few years later? What helped you decide your next step?
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