What happens when you leave your “hometown”

Moving away from your hometown or move1just out out your parents house is a  leap.  To anyone who has made it out of a draining suburb or a hopeless small town, congrats! 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 about matching and fitting in. If you decide to leave the group for something you see as better, it will 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. They 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.) Because I 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 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  move to the city I got a lot of,  “Well I couldn’t do that. I don’t know how you’ll do it.”

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  and the parents have to adjust.

When you reach leaving-home age one potent thing that happens is  family propaganda. I was told things like “Remember that your family are the only ones who will always be there for you” and even “I’m sure you will forget all about us…” This doctrine takes form in many cliches: “Don’t forget where you came from”, “Home is where the heart is.”

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 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.


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15 Comments

  1. Posted 2009-05-08 at 12:09 | Permalink

    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^_^

  2. Posted 2009-05-08 at 12:24 | Permalink

    nicely done, rabbit. I continue to enjoy your voice.

    -sgb

  3. Brant Wynn
    Posted 2009-05-08 at 12:30 | Permalink

    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.

  4. Pete
    Posted 2009-05-08 at 13:11 | Permalink

    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..

  5. Posted 2009-05-08 at 15:08 | Permalink

    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 :)

  6. Candice
    Posted 2009-05-09 at 02:51 | Permalink

    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.

  7. Posted 2009-05-09 at 22:11 | Permalink

    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.

  8. clover
    Posted 2009-05-11 at 19:36 | Permalink

    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.

  9. Posted 2009-05-11 at 20:26 | Permalink

    “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.

  10. Posted 2009-05-21 at 15:24 | Permalink

    Very inspiring.

  11. Posted 2009-05-21 at 16:46 | Permalink

    Thank you all :) :) :)
    Good to know there are others out there who have felt this too!!

  12. clover
    Posted 2009-05-25 at 06:59 | Permalink

    It is amazing how the “open minded” can be so closed off.

  13. Famous
    Posted 2009-08-10 at 02:38 | Permalink

    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!

  14. Posted 2009-08-10 at 07:56 | Permalink

    Famous,
    I am so happy you were able to relate, glad to hear you are following your dreams!
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  15. Brandon
    Posted 2010-08-14 at 14:39 | Permalink

    OH MY GOD! You just saved me from my quarter life crisis! I’ve been extremely depressed for the past 6 months because of this small town feeling and I now know what I have to do. I’ve tried talking to people about moving out but what you say is exactly what has been said to me. I have low self esteem so when people kept bashing me for wanting to move away, I thought I was going nuts from conflicting emotions. This is amazing. I feel like 300 pounds just got lifted from my conscious. Knowing what you want is the easy part. Figuring out how to get there is just, sooo daunting of a task.

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