I moved because I wasn't happy in New York. It was very stressful living alone, working with a lower salary, paying student loans, the commute, the lack of good friends, the dark dreariness of fall & winter. I hoped that Colorado would bring some happiness back into my life.
But I am the same person. I didn't change just because I moved. I still have a hard time meeting people, so I don't really have friends, I am still living this extremely solo independent life. I am still at a job that pays less than it should, so my financial situation hasn't really improved. I am still paying off my student loans, but now I also have a car payment. My current commute sucks, I wonder how did I complain about taking a train to work when I sit in traffic in the car which is worse in my opinion. I have a roommate. The sun...the sun is an area of improvement. I love it. And when it is cloudy or overcast for the whole day, I feel it.
Was this all worth it?? I am at the same happiness level I think. But it has been good for me because I don't have anyone I can rely on here and that is a bit of a test. I had space to think. I had space to mourn. I had time to cry. I have so much free time that I am wasting because I am either tired of doing things alone or don't have the finances to do it, or don't know where to go.
I've met a few people who also moved out here, and they adjusted much better than I have. They made friends, they keep busier, they met guys or are dating.
Maybe that just isn't the life I am destined to have.