I’m not often reminded of why smalltowns suck, but when I am I am again grateful that I no longer live in one. Everyone in a small town must either
a. cause problems for others
b. snoop into other peoples business
or
c. wreak havoc
I don’t really want to explain except to say that I feel that I am an adult and need no one’s permission to do as I choose in my life. People in smalltowns think they have a right to butt into your business.
I barely speak to my family as it is. Why? Because for the most part they do not know me. They haven’t coincided or been a part of my life in any real way for a very long time. I choose to keep it that way. I prefer it that way. I am again reminded of why.
While nothing life threatening happened it is again a reminder that I prefer to live where I live, in a world where people are not smalltown backwards.