The entire country is fun...on or off the tourist trail.
Like a lot of places.
But no matter how good the vibes might be, how many activities there are, people to watch/meet and so on...a place can't fix real depression. At least not in my case.
Part of me wants to just drop everything in my life, cut off all contacts (including my family), and go live in Thailand. Create an entire new identity for myself and pretty much forget my entire past life to the extent that I could. I just want to disappear and go live in the land of smiles. If I could, I wish the memory of me could be wiped from everyone in America. I hate this place and don't want to exist here even in the imagination of people.
I have enough savings that I could live there for a decade without working, although honestly I'd pick up a teaching job or something (I have my degree in math so I could teach that) to make extra money.
I hate to even say it/write that part of me wants to cut contact off from all my loved ones, I feel terrible for even thinking it but they would never accept the lifestyle I actually want to live unless I was some multimillionaire. I know they'd constantly call me and tell me to come home to start some shit career that I dont even want because "you need to get a good paying career and save for retirement."
I've been working my entire god damn life and I see my youth passing by, I'm so fucking tired of missing out on having a social, dating, and sex life that I've never been given the opportunity to have in America that I could easily have in Thailand. I want to have fun and live in the present moment instead of the constant obsession in the US of always thinking about "your future" and never valuing the present moment.
I just feel so disillusioned by "success" in America. By the time you are "successful" in America you're old and your youth passed you by. Fuck that.