Hi Surf! I am doing well today, thank you. I had a bit of a panic while researching the new city though - I started off fine but then I ventured into a "staying safe" and "crime statistic" frenzy. I am always paranoid of being a victim of a violent crime, even though it has never happened in my life or to anyone I know actually. I know where this fear stems from though. I am so obsessed with safety that I plan my routine carefully beforehand and always think of worst case scenarios that can happen...I know that the city will be a clean start and that I have a lot to look forward to when I'm there, but this darn anxiety holds me back sometimes. I feel better now though after some good old fashioned positive self-talk and deep breathing exercises.
(LOL to taking my cats to the movies - one probably wouldn't mind but the other would be a nutball all over the place LOL)
I plan on spending my initial energies getting to know the neighborhood and finding a job after I move. Once I get settled in and feel more safe, I'll branch out into (hopefully) some sort of social circle. I'm not really looking for a relationship...I'd like to make some friends first and get to know people. I just really hope all of this works out! and that my fears don't overwhelm me.
Being close to the beach must be nice! You mentioned you would be surfing in the other thread, so I hope you have fun this weekend. As for the poetry club, I'd say go for it! You never know until you try. You may find students who would love to share their work with each other. Even if it doesn't take off, you may make friends along the way. If you ever need some pointers on how to start a student club, feel free to ask =) I was in several at my college.
In terms of the friends thing, I think it's my low self-esteem kicking in...I just don't think sometimes that I have anything to offer someone. Also, when my anxiety/depression/isolation bug kicks in, I run and hide from everything and everyone I know. I have a few friends in my life that have stuck by me and understand, and they are the most WONDERFUL people in the world. I don't want to lose them, which is why maybe I'm even more anxious about the move. I've never been told by anyone that I'm a bad friend, which I suppose is a good sign

I take my friendships to heart and very seriously. I'd take a bullet for my friends, they mean the world to me. That's why I think it hurts so much when I lose touch with people or friendships fall apart.
At least I'm not doing it alone, that my mom will be with me. She's not the best for my mental health at times, but she's the only family member I'm closest to...so I'd rather have her here to move with me than doing it by myself.