{"id":12360,"date":"2025-06-20T15:16:25","date_gmt":"2025-06-20T15:16:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dev2025-2-2.movesflash.com\/?p=12360"},"modified":"2025-06-20T15:16:28","modified_gmt":"2025-06-20T15:16:28","slug":"i-hate-small-towns-becauseonce-youve-seen-the-cannon-in-the-parktheres-nothing-else-to-do-lenny-bruce","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dev2025-2-2.movesflash.com\/index.php\/2025\/06\/20\/i-hate-small-towns-becauseonce-youve-seen-the-cannon-in-the-parktheres-nothing-else-to-do-lenny-bruce\/","title":{"rendered":"\u201cI hate small towns becauseonce you\u2019ve seen the cannon in the parkthere\u2019s nothing else to do. \u201d-Lenny Bruce"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>The day you stop caring what other people think of you is the day you truly start living. And as I sit in a crowded coffee shop, sipping an overly expensive decaf iced latte, I never imagined I\u2019d be the one typing those words.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I grew up surrounded by people who didn\u2019t share my interests, my values, or even my basic energy. Making real friends felt impossible. For a long time, I questioned if I was the problem. Maybe I was too outspoken politically. Maybe I was too quiet when asked if I was going to Rock the South that year. Either way, one thing I\u2019ve learned is this: southern people can be incredibly judgmental.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>During middle school, I spent every waking moment worrying about how others perceived me. It was exhausting. But I kept doing it. Until high school\u2014specifically junior year\u2014when everything shifted. I had just left a relationship with someone I should never have been tied to, trying to rediscover who I was without them. And in that process, I found half of myself. The other half came when I moved 900 miles away to New York City.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now, having graduated from my own personal hellhole of a high school\u2014filled with even more devilish individuals\u2014I can finally say: I know who I am. And I love her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I don\u2019t care what people think about me anymore. You can\u2019t afford to if you live in a place like New York. Everyone always has something to say about what you\u2019re doing\u2014or what you\u2019re not doing. But honestly\u2026 who cares? Who are they? And why would I give their opinions any weight?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019ve recently met someone who lives for the approval of others. Their every move is dictated by how they\u2019ll be perceived. Not only is it exhausting to witness, it\u2019s heartbreaking. Because this person is denying themselves the things\u2014and people \u2014they truly want, out of fear. How sad is it to crave something so deeply, and still turn away from it just because you\u2019re worried about what someone else might say?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>People like that don\u2019t change. They\u2019ll spend their lives in that loop. I was lucky enough to see the light at the end of the tunnel. And yeah, at first, I was scared to run toward it\u2014because maybe someone would laugh at the way I ran. But then I remembered: no one gets to hold that kind of power over me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So I ran. And I didn\u2019t just run\u2014I made sure they saw me leave. I stepped out of that tunnel and onto the streets of New York City, while they stayed behind, frozen in a small town they\u2019ll never leave. Not because they can\u2019t, but because they\u2019re too afraid of what people might think if they try.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The day you stop caring what other people think of you is the day you truly start living. And as I sit in a crowded coffee shop, sipping an overly expensive decaf iced latte, I never imagined I\u2019d be the one typing those words. 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