Moving away from your hometown or just out out your parents house is a huge leap. To anyone who has made it out of a draining suburb or a hopeless small town, congrats! That took a heap-load of courage. It is something we are often not prepared for and in some cases are actively made to feel bad for doing. If you are a bit older and feel stuck in that same old space, don’t give up and do not compromise yourself. It could be that everyone around you (weather consciously or not) is making it impossible for you to leave. It’s hard to fly with someone’s muddy boots standing on your wings.
I think any young person who is not being actively encouraged to experience the world away from home with no strings attached needs to examine the relationships which may be holding them back. Why not move to Thailand to teach English? Or go to NYC broke but fabulous? That is exactly what you should be doing after getting out of the prison of high school.
I am from a small hick town in southern Illinois, because of this I have ultra respect for anyone who is strong enough to escape the group-think of a small town and create a life elsewhere. Small towns are very much about matching and fitting in. If you decide to leave the group for something that you see as better it is going to create waves. Deep down they know that if you leave– and mean it– you are not coming back, you see the flaws, the ugliness in their bubble of conformity. Your family and the whole community got stuck in that bubble so if you free yourself they are going to feel anxious about their own life choices.
In the town where I’m from there is an adage about young people who make it out: “They’ll be back.” The only higher education option that was presented to me after high school was the local community college. I was promised the chance to go anywhere I wanted afterward (in-state of course) and because I really had no other choice at the time I agreed and dissociated my way through those years. True to the saying, each semester kids who had made it out began appearing in my classes one by one. But why? I think without the strong support of their community and families these kids become convinced that they couldn’t do it. This becomes a quicksand, sucking them into the multiple generation-old patterns of their families.
Another small town maneuver is instilling false pride about the town and fear about living anywhere else. From a young age I learned that living in cities was scary, stressful and crowded. There was an air of turning one’s nose up at it, as through city living were immoral. When I decided to leave the small town where I came from to move to the city I got a lot of, “Well I couldn’t do that. I don’t know how you’ll do it” and smug good luck wishes.
With a lot of common parenting styles the transition from teen to adult also means the switch from a forceful and aggressive parenting style to a passive aggressive, more manipulative parenting technique. The power balance has now shifted slightly to the adult child’s favor and the parents have to adjust. This takes form in many ways, a common one is Mother’s sadness for your leaving or growing up, it implants guilt for something that you should feel proud of, excited for! All during Ned’s life he got a lot of “you were so much better at this age” or “Why can’t it be like when you were younger.” As he naturally grew and changed he was made to take in shame and his Mother’s sadness over something that was out of his control.
When you reach leaving-home age one potent thing that happens in the family is that they begin to fill you with family propaganda. In my experience this is when “family is a virtue” is really beaten into your brain. I was told things like “Remember that your family are the only ones who will always be there for you” and even the guilt inducing “I’m sure you will forget all about us…” This doctrine takes form in many cliches, like: “Don’t forget where you came from”, “Home is where the heart is”, even the word “hometown” is somewhat propagandized. Anyone who has ever vacationed knows that it only takes a few days of settling in before the hotel room becomes “home.” We are adaptive beings, your home is truly where you make it and your heart is with you. For me, this conditioning showed up in strange ways for months after I moved out, it affected how I presented myself, I began bonding with long distance cousins I had little in common with, I took to listening to old records and even tweaked my style to an earthier more flow-y aesthetic that was never mine.
The truth is that family is not a virtue. Family of origin is accidental and family should be earned. I think it is true that we as humans do function better when we feel like we have a safe close community or family that supports us, but that does in no way have to be your family of origin. I think this propaganda is made to keep us close to our family of origin, or feeling like we are indebted to them. You can go away to college but it must be only a few hours away, or in-state, you mustn’t transform into something that makes the family or community uncomfortable, you must keep some of that “matching” in your ideas, identity and appearance. All of which of course is your business, your choice and yours alone.
I think it may be wise to just step back from this grand pattern a bit if you can, to see what is going on and how it is affecting you. It’s all too easy to become victim to this but you can break from it at any point. All you’ve got to do is make that decision for yourself and no one else. Is the doubt you are really feeling yours? Is the guilt you are feeling truly yours? Who are these feelings benefiting? Your twenties are for making life changing decisions and beginning to do the work to create your dream life. Don’t be held back by people who have already made their own bed and are trying to get you to lie in it as well.
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great post rabbit<3 i grew up in a small town too and it was positively soul sucking, the boredom alone drove me insane. now ive been living in the city for a year and i LOVE it^_^
nicely done, rabbit. I continue to enjoy your voice.
-sgb
After finishing college in 2006 I was faced with the choice of moving home or “winging it” (as a lot of people saw it) and moving to a city on my own. I can positively say I’ve done more with myself in the past three years in Chicago than any other time in my life. When I think back to 2006 it seems like an entire lifetime ago. I have genuine friends who appreciate me for who I am here. This was never possible growing up. When I visit the country I always face the same questions. “You don’t own a car?” “Are you worried about losing your job?” “Are you afraid of getting shot?” – your article is dead on, Rabbit. There is so much fear of the unknown in rural America. Their genuine concern for my safety is endearing but at the same time completely laughable. I encourage anyone who has ever considered it to take a chance and make changes. It might be a cliche, but its true that you only live once.
Coming from the same area as you, it is easy for me to agree with most of what you are saying. I think that many times people, the male gender especially, gets the “big fish, small pond syndrome”, where you are the most popular, best athlete, best looking, etc..in your hometown but when you move to “the city” you find that you are just one of many and it takes a lot more than a good jump shot to make you stand out. On the other side of it, me and my friends took every opportunity to journey away from our hometown in our teens and twenties, with the full support of our families. We still like to travel but we do like the “hick town” that we live in and always come back home. I think that where you live or where you are from doesn’t matter as much if you have an open mind. A great song by Fragile Porceline Mice has a lyric “Small Town, Small Mind” seems to still stand true in most cases. Keep up the good work. I have been enjoying your posts..
really liked this article, very insightful. loved how you dug past the surface of the situation, took a step back and viewed things from a different perspective.
Thanks for this
Hey rachel,
what a great post. I left home at 18 to live away from my family for the first time, my parents were really sad about it but partly also because they feared the impending deFOO at the same time. Then a few months later I left for Australia from England. Its been an incredible journey that has helped me grow in ways I couldn’t imagine. I can’t think there’s anything better for independence and creating your own life than just getting out there and doing it!
Thanks for writing on it
bye for now.
I am from a CRAZY small town (my “hometown” – the place I went to high school – has a pop. of 800, the biggest place near it has 40,000 and that’s where I’m at now) and we’re moving to Austin soon. I am SO. EXCITED. I know exactly what you speak of – people acting like the city is so dangerous, or my favorite response, a blank stare and “Why?” when I say I’m moving. Hello, people, have you looked around you?! I’m not saying small town living is all bad, but way too often the “close knit communities” tend to turn on the people that don’t fit in and make life hell for them.
It is super hard to move out of a small community where everything is just easy. Mundane, but easy.
But, once you leave a small town, you do take part of it with you. Essentially, that “town” and all the people in it made you the strong person who decided to grow a pair and leave. While that small town can still be annoying with all the close minded people and the ignorance that seems to be pouring out of every other idiot, there is still some good there because you came from it.
And once you leave, live your own life without all that pressure and annoyance from those who think you are just nuts for leaving, you start to realize that it doesn’t really matter what the small people think. You are lucky for having an education and for having met a variety of different people from every walk of like that has had some impact on your life.
And sometimes you just realize that city life can be just as crazy as life in the smaller towns.
“But, once you leave a small town, you do take part of it with you. Essentially, that “town” and all the people in it made you the strong person who decided to grow a pair and leave.”
I disagree. The way things are now – We have strength in spite of our upbringing not because of it.
I owe nothing to my hometown nor the people in it. For one thing, “town” is a concept, not anything you can owe a debt to. Secondly, if my family/neighbours had done a decent job of raising me, I wouldn’t have wanted to leave.
Very inspiring.
Thank you all

Good to know there are others out there who have felt this too!!
It is amazing how the “open minded” can be so closed off.
Wow this is my life story rabbit! I just graduated from a high school in Texas and I live in a somewhat small town, but i’m leaving for philly to go to art school. The thought process you’ve expressed is something I can completely relate to rabbit. Great work!
Famous,
I am so happy you were able to relate, glad to hear you are following your dreams!
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