I was born and raised in a large midwestern US city. A few years ago, I moved out to the country. Like, 30 minutes away from any services. I made the move in part because I sold myself on a vision of Hobbiton. Living in and around nature. Away from the lights and cars and problems of the city and instead forging a life of pastoral relaxtion, gazing on sunsets while smoking my pipe.

But it was a mistake, and I hate it out here.

A caveat to start off... when someone mentions how they hate country living, there are typically two kinds of responses. One is from people who were raised in the country and love it. I think this describes a very small fraction of the population, though. If you’re in this category, good for you. I’m glad this all works for you but you’re not my audience here. The other type of response is from city dwellers, who when someone mentions rural living, are all like “awww that sounds like heaven to me :)”. People who, like me, think if they just had some land and a homestead they’d be living like BIlbo Baggins. Well it’s not that.

A big thing you don’t realize is just how important it is to get to simple services like groceries or just a haircut. Did you start making a recipe but halfway through realize you don’t have any cumin? In a city you can run out and be back in a few minutes but out here you’re gonna be gone at least 70 minutes. And getting a haircut literally involves planning a “haircut night” once a month because it can take up nearly a whole evening. If you need a taxi and it ends up costing a small fortune and had to be scheduled ahead of time. The distance from services really is death by a thousand cuts and it can really start to grind you down.

If you don’t have a place to run or have the space and money for some home equipment, forget working out. And btw rural areas are incredibly hostile to running, unless of course you own a ton of land and make your own paths. Running or biking on the roads is incredibly dangerous.

I have not had any medical emergencies (alhamdulillah), but I am very cognizant of the fact that for any urgent medical issue, I’ve already lost like an hour of time before I can get treated; which could make a huge difference in outcomes for my family.

You are on Mother Nature’s home court here. And she does not want you here. I’m currently just accepting all the ants and pincher bugs that are all over my house. Using a sonic system to keep out the mice but it’s not really working. Can’t let the kids play in the grass because of rattlesnakes. You just have to be comfortable with all sorts of creatures around. Dealing with the elements is just more challenging out here.

I know people feel (and are) isolated and alienated from their fellow humans in cities, especially under capitalism. But my friends, you really cannot understand just how isolated and disconnected you feel when you physically live distant from another human. It warps you as a human and turns you inwards. It fosters a clannish, blood-relations-only mentality. Marx totally had the peasantry pegged in The Eighteenth Brumaire, potatoes in a sack who only watch out for themselves.

And it’s not like the people you do have around you are all that great to be around, let’s be real here. In the US at least, rural areas are home to some of the most reactionary, anti-social people in the whole country. Because there’s no few people around here anyway (not to mention the chud nature of the people who are here), organizing is basically impossible. Closest DSA chapter is at least a couple hours away, never mind PSL. There’s just... not really much here to organize.

But honestly the worst and real heart-breaking one is... as a parent, I am hoping to god that I can move us to city before my kids get to old. Because I dearly hope when they’re adults they choose to live reasonably close to me. But when you live in the middle of nowhere, there’s just no way they can live nearby, there are no jobs. So the rural life breaks up extended families. Yeah sure even if I lived in a big city my kids might want to move away, but at least there, there’s opportunities to stay around.

And maybe I’m just mad at myself for not realizing how good I had it back in my big city hometown. And for practical purposes I am 100% stuck here. And for those reasons maybe I get unreasonably annoyed and people who idealize country living. At the very least, before you think about moving you should be aware of the downsides.

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Whew, I grew up in SE OK, with a graduating class of 34. I live in a god damn metropolis compared to where I grew up (always fun to hear people call this a small town) and I'm honestly glad to not live like that anymore. There are a lot of things I miss, but my disabled ass is just not cut out for it I don't think. I have some bad anti-social tendencies because of my hermit-like parents; I would go months some years, without seeing another child in the summer.

One of the culture shocks living here is people go "oh man it's so far away it's like 15 minutes" and that is just average commut driving where I grew up. If we wanted a special trip we would get up at 5 am and drive the 3 hours to OKC or Tulsa. Then we would head back out around 5 pm and get home late. Also you know someone is from a rural place when they stop talking in miles and talk instead by time. Someone around here will tell me "oh it's _ miles" and i'm like "Speak country dammit!"

As far as snakes, idk they were kind of the least of the worry if you knew what you were doing. Rattlesnakes were never the problem; they are the polite ones. They tell you to fuck off way before you see them. The problems are the ones who DON'T do that. Also, swimming and always worrying about water moccasins. I will say, something I "loved" about my dad, was he constantly got on to me for not playing outside more, after he told me this story about how a mountain lion tried to stalk me as a toddler when I was playing by the window door of the house. They never found it of course, and this was back when they didn't think mountain lions were in OK. They had to show the ranger the tracks for him to belive them it was a puma.

Edit: Almost forgot, my family lived "near" a gas station that you could technically walk to if you didn't value your life (yay cars), and we were practically petit bourgeoisie because of it. All the stale snack cakes and lamp heated chickens if you could afford it.

Speaking of cars, (aparently i'm going to keep going?) something i fucking HATE is how people talk about how "oh we need cars because of rural!" fuck the absulte fuck off that. When you see your 5th kid in the adoptive system having to WALK several hours to school every day, you want to take those fuckers and beat them with a cane. If you have no access to a car in rural, you are absolutely fucked. You in an abusive situation? Well fuck you. The whole town against you? Fuck you. You will die here and you will like it. God forbid we at least have a bus system between hubs.

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