When I lived in Michigan I owned a 2 bedroom house with a nice yard in a great neighborhood, I had 2 vehicles, and I made about $50,000 a year with a full benefits package. Starting March 2008 I was visiting NYC it was always hell for me to return to Michigan. I was literally in and out of the hospital and medical treatment for stress, anxiety and depression that was so intense it started manifesting into physical ailments. I have been here in NY for just over a year… and I have not been sick since I got here. In 14 months I have lived in 9 different apartments in 7 different neighborhoods, I make less than $10,000 a year, no benefits… and I have no desire to go back. Don’t get me wrong --- I’d love to finally settle down in a place to call home, stop living out of a suitcase with the same 3 pairs of pants and 6 shirts, and have a steady paycheck… but I never expected this to be easy. If you move to NYC and expect anything to be easy, you’re a fool.
While I have not always had money… I have to say that living here in NY is the most broke I have ever been. I am usually the one helping others, paying for drinks, dinner, movies, buying gifts… all that good stuff. I wanted to pay for everything for everyone when we’d go out. Now, the tables have turned.. I am quickly being humbled by the generosity of my NY family (“friends”). I’m tearing up just writing this paragraph. I’m certain and determined that one day I will be back on my feet and all will even out. But for now, I am supremely, graciously, forever thankful to everyone that has helped me in any way. Even just getting on a guest list to see live music is huge to me. While it is normally just a few dollars, it is a few dollars I don’t have… but going to shows is such amazing therapy for me!
After graduating high school in 1995, I quickly moved to Indian Harbor / Melbourne, Florida. I was 18 and only lasted a few months until I ran out of money. But it was a great experience that really piqued my desire for travel and change. My path is as follows: Michigan - Florida - Michigan - Indiana - Arizona - Michigan - Indiana - North Carolina - Michigan - New York - 10 states in 16 years. (Lord only knows how many cities!).
Just about everyone asks me why I keep hopping around. Why don’t I just get a place and stay. Well, I’m still new to New York. When I was visiting here, I would stay at Carlton Arms Hotel in Gramercy area of NYC. I never ventured into Brooklyn. Everything I wanted to do was in the city. I walked and/or took cabs everywhere because I knew nothing about the subway system. Once I finally got moved here, I was living in Crown Heights, Brooklyn. I had only ever been there once, the night before I flew back to Michigan, to view the apt and for a very quick meet with my future roommies. My sublease was only a few months. Long story short… I didn’t want to sign a lease somewhere without really knowing the area(s). So, I decided to just pick up month-to-month sublets in different neighborhoods until I found one I like(d). As it stands, Greenpoint/Williamsburg (south/proper) wins!
I am in my current place until the end of February. I’m hoping to round up some chill roommies and find a decent long-term place to move in March.
I moved here originally to get a job at the ASPCA animal hospital in Manhattan. Now that I am here, I have been spending oodles and bunches of time on the music scene. I love it! I’ve been shooting video, helping with promo, street team, merch, booking, networking… etc. Since I am not a musician, I suppose I never really thought I could do anything with my love for music. I just thought I would forever be nothing more than a fan. But the music community here (specifically in and around Rockwood Music Hall) have really welcomed me with open arms, spectacular people and outstanding music! I’m thankful for all of the love and encouragement I continue to receive.
I am determined to be settled into a long-term place by this summer. I am hoping to find a place to share with some great people and also have space enough (even just a living room couch) to allow friends / family to stay when / if they ever need to. I know what it is like to be in need… and if I can help others avoid that misery, I’ll do all I can.
My sincere thank-you to all of the people that have helped me in any way… from guest lists and metro card swipes to couch surfs and financial support. I am forever in your debt for helping make my dreams come true.