I lived in Florida for two years and it was a nightmare.

Psychotherapist Vibes
8 min readJun 5, 2024
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I do not write this story with an intention of being remotely condescending.

To the contrary —

I write it with a sharp sentiment of sadness and dejected disappointment.

In 2022, I moved from New York to Florida.

As a life-long North-easterner, I had never lived in another region of the United States, outside of the tri-state area.

The first morning I awoke on the West Coast of Florida —

I felt excited.

I was hopeful, joyful and filled with a sense of renewed goal orientation.

I was eager to make new friends and find genuine connectivity with others.

The weather was a gorgeous 82-degrees and the gulf-wind had a mild warmth to it that day.

I was only a few weeks away from starting a new job and days away from moving into a new apartment.

But as I sit here, two years later —

I feel a sense of melancholy in remembering that moment.

Living in Florida has been nothing short of a nightmare.

Truly, I have never experienced anything like the state of Florida.

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Psychotherapist Vibes

Clinical Psychotherapist (LCSW). B.A. of Speech Communication & Rhetoric. Master of Social Work (MSW). Centrist Moderate.