Research suggests that in their first two years in Los Angeles, zero newcomers are emotionally stable, or even remotely happy. All newbies report a feeling that they are entirely lost, an inability to distinguish their asses from their heads, and an ineptitude for figuring it the f**k out. This condition results, across the board, in nightly sob-fests into their pillows.
90%* of new Los Angelinos are pressured by family to return home and do something more practical. 87%* undergo chronic emotional pain and emptiness. 78%* cannot find a job they like, or afford to pay their bills. 36.7%* experience no positive affirmation whatsoever for their artistic skill-set, while 100% suffer cyclical spells of self-doubt.
In conclusion, Little Girl Lost is just one voice out of thousands of suffering LA artists.
But roll down your sleeve and drop the razor- there may be a silver lining.
Evidence has been found that a small percentage of people in LA are able to create community, achieve tangible goals, and even smile occasionally. Newcomers to Los Angeles are encouraged to ask around and find out what these successful people are doing. Then, they should slowly implement positive actions toward Los Angeles living success.
Most importantly, do not be alone. Get a crappy job, take a class, join a frisbee team, volunteer for an animal shelter. Whatever you do, please remember to limit the number of times you people-watch at the Grove aching with longing at strangers to no more than twice a month.
- Anyone can eat an elephant one bite at a time.
- This is normal.
- It gets better.
*Statistics are total fabrications.
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