I've complained about my neighborhood a few times on this site.
I'm coming to a conclusion about everything.
Moving to another neighborhood is not going to bring me bliss and happiness. I'll still be sad and miserable, find things wrong with that neighborhood and will be paying over $1000 a month to complain about it.
My unhappiness is coming from within. I'm not getting out as much as I should be and I'm not doing the things that I love and that make me happy 'cause I'm too busy making up excuses as to why I can't or shouldn't.
I can live with gangster rap playing during daytime hours every once so often. I can even live with the little kids throwing dirty diapers into my back yard. (Little darlings)
I can live with my psychotic next door neighbor yelling and cursing (she's actually kind of amusing sometimes with how predictable she is with what she's going to scream and curse. I can quote what she's going to say before she screams it.) and I can live with some trash blowing around on the street.
What I cannot live with is a bunch of empty excuses as to why I'm not living my life.
If I ever complain about my neighborhood again-please remind me of this and how I actually really do kind of like it here-it's not Society Hill but not the real ghetto I was living in when I was a child. (Abandoned houses with rats running around, people having knife fights right in front of our house, kids breaking into our home and stealing things...You know, a REAL pleasant place.)
Thank you for your help.