Feel like the only person in the world who hates cities

this times 1000. i feel exactly the same way, i'm so much happier in the city because whenever i'm in a small town i feel like it's physically impossible to get away from people who know me and want to bother me about bullshit that i care nothing about. unfortunately i keep finding myself in small towns, which is largely why i often appear to hate everybody.

 

Yeah, city people don't want to gossip about you and your life.

I tried to explain that to my mom. She's always like, "How can you live in such a big city?" And I'm like, "because I'm anonymous. I'm nobody when I'm surrounded by millions of people. But if I was in a town of three hundred, people would know the color of my shit before it fell out of me."

Who wants to live like that?

 

That's why you don't live in a "small town". You live in the middle of absolutely NOWHERE. That way you're completely alone and no one can bother you or be in your business.

 

No. That's why you live in the middle of absolutely NOWHERE.

I want sushi and pizza not from a chain place. I want to go to concerts, lectures, professional sporting events; I want to be with people of different ethnicities and different social-conomic backgrounds who offer different perspectives; I want to go to museums and art galleries, and attend independent film openings; I want to eat Greek, Chinese, and Brazilian cuisine in the same week; I want to take classes and learn something new just because; I want to learn, to be challenged, to be questioned; I want to have a shared experience with millions of other people; I want history, art, culture, vibrancy; I want both the farmer's market and to pop in and out of the grocery store.

I want my city.

 

I know I know. I'm just an ignorant, backwoods hick who isn't as worldly, enlightened, and educated as you and your other cosmopolitan friends. Thanks for sharing.

 

City life for me was great. I lived in a high-rise building in the heart of the city, and I loved it while I was there. I had an apartment with a great view of the city and the mountains. I could go to a concert one block away, get totally blitzed to the point of blacking out, and stagger back home safely. Living in the city was great for people watching as well. The inhabitants of my building were a mixed bag of community-centered people who were very networking oriented; hell I began my design career just by chatting with one of my neighbors on the elevator. And of course, there were the shallow and empty shelled people who thought their material possessions made them better than you. Those people I could've done just fine without, and I'm sure that's the message the OP was implying about the negative city dweller stereotypes. I also didn't like having to walk by belligerent street beggars, who made a career out of panhandling. I had a blast, but I'm quite happy living in a small town now where life is a lot less busy, and there's fewer events and activities to distract me from my life. It's great. One day, I'd love to get married and raise a family in a country home.

 

Yeah, because that's exactly what I said. *eye roll*

 

@ 6-e.....Speaking Of Country Homes....... Are You Still Home Hunting...???...



Cheers Glen.

 

Didn't he buy a haunted house or something?

 

Mama!

Cities are giant flocks of chickens,
Which can be quite loving,
Or eat each other alive,
Whenever the chips are down.
Nature does much the same,
But no city can ever warm the soul,
Nearly as much, as your mama can!
The harder the times become anywhere,
The more often, people abandon Babylon.
Only in returning to our roots, does any find the way forward.
Cities today are learning how to integrate nature within them.​

 

Actually it can pretty much be directly inferred from what you said.

 

Whatever brah. I grew up on a farm, won blue ribbon showing cows at the county Fair, and spent the day in the most rugged wilderness on the planet today.

But you know everything!

 

The most accomplished self-taught people I know are all from the country. Knowing nothing, they can learn anything.

 

I wouldn't say I grew up knowing nothing, but I'd say come to the city a blank slate. Never thought I'd ever be comfortable in the city. Yet now, I couldn't imagine living anywhere else

 

Let me attempt to provide some additional context for my views and why I feel the way I do. I understand that this is incredibly difficult for pretty much all other people to grasp just because my background and view of the world is so unique. I just don't see things the way most people do.

For starters, I'd just like to say that I don't hold any animosity towards anyone of any stripe. I'm perfectly happy to live and let live. I'm libertarian on most issues, and I could not possibly care what other people do with their lives so long as I'm left out of it. I don't care who people want to sleep with, I don't care what they want to wear, and I don't care what color their skin is. None of this concerns me one bit.

Having said that, when it comes to my personal daily life, I hate pretty much everything and everyone. I'm not saying this to be facetious or funny. I mean it with all my heart and soul. Everything gets on my nerves. I hate people, I hate the things people do, I hate groups of people, I hate parties, I hate conversations, I hate small talk (especially with people who giggle at every little goddamn thing you say), and I just hate everything. There is truckloads of hatred in my heart for pretty much everything and everyone. I don't discriminate.

I don't wish to inhibit people from doing as they please. I don't wish to prevent other cultures from expressing themselves. I don't wish to curtail or suppress anyone else's life. I just don't want a part of it. I wish to become as detached and divorced from everything and everyone as humanly possible. I don't want anything to do with anyone.

I know that absolutely none of this is relatable or understandable. But at least it might give you some indication of how I feel deep inside. I used to suppress this deeply-seated need to detach from everything and tried to embrace the world. I just find that my disdain grows with each passing day. I just want to live as if there is no one else on this planet.

 

You can't judge cities any differently from small towns, until, they reach a point where they are just so large they become humanly incomprehensible. If you don't like one city, try another or try something different. Me, all I need anymore is enough space for a large desk and a bed, and access to the internet. Doesn't really matter where it is because I've got an old growth forest hanging on my wall. Just wish I could walk through the forest.

 

The eagle looked down on the river below and he wrapped his wings around himself and fell like a stone. The big salmon fought but the talons held true and he shuddered as his world turned from silver to blue. I stood there in awe though I'd seen it before, I grew up in these mountains and I'll die here I'm sure. I've travelled around, I've seen city lights, but nothing will shine like the big sky at night and some morning will find me up above the timberline, lonesome don't feel like much once you're this high and when it's all said and done, I usually find, that me and that eagle are of the same mind.

 

The Well of Souls

Clouds part, vanishing into the haze,
Renewed clarity revealing moldy debris;
That which cannot leave, still escapes me,
That which can never come back is with me.
Thoughts wandering, breathing sparkling air;
Cleaning the house, while wandering outdoors!
Quietly fetching the water while chopping wood,
Ground hog ignores me content to keep distance,
(Informing me, in no uncertain terms, to buzz off!)
Time stands still pressing down upon the very air,
The future behind me the air itself breathes back,
Master the art, of standing still faster than light!
Without going anywhere I encircle the universe,
Effortlessly nothing, still always has to rhyme,
Doing nothing, apparently, not quite nothing.
Mama's memory assuming many expressions,
She is the spark within, which can never die,
Perpetually living on, in one form or another;
Infinite siren chorus, haunting and beckoning.
Mama imploring us all with personal messages,
Celebrating everything anew, in all her creations,
Flowing, from the well of souls, down by the river!
Desiring to boldly go where no one has gone before!
Yet again my heart soars gazing on the eternal stars!
Knowing that I only really know, I know but nothing!​

 

Oh man, can everyone in this thread stick to like 2 paragraphs at most

No way im reading all that

 

The city requires a certain type of citizen usually one whose identity is women deeply into the habits of being a city dweller... And I'm glad they exist( cities ), I fear there would be a severe disruption to nature by exposing her to those who can not thrive there. Likewise those in whom a desire for a more rural living ought not espose themselves to the city dwellers. Bumpkins can be vexing...

Having lived the extreme in both... The only fault I find with cities are it's citizens usually...however even when deep in the woods I also find the only problem with the forest to be it's lack of woods folk...