Looking back at my Facebook and Twitter from 2010/2011, I see two things.

  1. I was either less bitchy about things, or less vocal about my bitchiness.
  2. I was not unhappy in AZ.

I went back to my old blog and found the post about my excitement of moving to Colorado and the whole application experience. And I was truly happy during my first year in Denver. Maybe I was blinded by the fact that I had this amazing opportunity.

Now 3 years later, I can truly say, I do not like living in Denver. I love the people I have met, the love of our lives, oh and this person, but Denver not so much. The city was toxic, and driving in this town is AWFUL! Plus as much as I loved the snow during the first and second year, by the third year I was done and this year, don’t get me started.

I think what really set me off to hating this city, was the treatment I received at my school this year. I have never felt so unwanted and loathed (this is how I felt I was being treated) then I did this year. By late September, I was wanting to go back to my old school. By December, I wanted to quit and never look back. But more about this in a later post.