atlanta, georgia

I hated, hated, hated. Lived here for 10 years, 9 months and 11 days. Why so long? Because I was stuck. I wasted this many years of my life in place I absolutely hated. It's good for a short visit but living here was the second worst things I have ever done in my life.
Atlanta is very pretty in some areas such as Buckhead, Midtown or Dunwoody but overall a nightmare. The men here are rotten or gay. Not that I have anything against someone who is gay but I can't help you hide behind who you are. Just be yourself. The men in Atlanta have no respect for women and a lot of the women have little or no respect for themselves; most appeared envious and loved scandal.
I count an attempted mugging, black red-necks, constant deep depression and marrying the devil here amongst the worst things to happen to me whilst I lived there.

It wasn't all bad. I did meet several very good friends here like Dottye, Joseph, Andrew, LaChanda, Delma, Marshelle, Terry, Tonya and some class mates. It's always good to have a good group of friends when you are somewhere that's a bit hard.

Now I am glad that I am forever gone from that place as a resident. What would be nice—if people would stop asking me if I am moving back. I was in hell when I was there and now very happy so why would you expect me to move back. If you had the opportunity to get out of hell would go back? I don’t have a real connection to the place. There’s no blood of mine there and thank goodness.

What I would return for
-To visit with my friends
-Shopping at TJ Maxx, Marshall’s, Dillard’s, Nordstrom, Macy’s
-To hangout at Atlantic Station, Perimeter and Lenox Sq.
-Spring time at Piedmont Park