What’s In A Name?

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Hello! My name is Chris!

Yes, this is the name most people have known me by for nearly my entire life. Technically, “Christopher” appears on my legal documents but I have always wanted to be called by Chris.

A ritual among transgender people is that they want to change their name, to further themselves from their former life. It is a totally valid practice, but personally I like my name.

Rather, I say I like being “Chris” but not “Christopher.” Unlike the latter being dominantly masculine, “Chris” is a very genderfluid name. Something that ties my former life with my new one.

There are plenty of men, women, and non-gender conforming people with my name. It is a very common one in the world. Sure, I have thought of feminine variants like Christina, Christine, or Christy and even Kris/Cris (though that is also unisex). However none of them felt like a perfect fit.

It also doesn’t confuse people when they ask for my name. When I came out as a trans woman, many friends and peers asked me if I was going to change it or what is it I liked to be called.

I gave it much thought but in the end I stuck with “Chris.” It seemed perfectly fine to me and it just fits. Just whatever you do, don’t call me “Christopher.”

If I were to have a “deadname” (deadname is basically the former name of a trans person before transition), it would be “Christopher.” It didn’t have as much appeal to keep and I’ve wasn’t really to attached with it to begin with.

There was almost always a negative connotation when people referred to me by my “deadname.” Whenever I heard “Christopher” being called, even before transition, it was usually to grab my attention to something serious, to receive a reprimand, or dish out criticism. Sometimes I would even tell folks, “don’t ever call me ‘Christopher,’ my name is ‘Chris!'”

I don’t know if it is worth a bother as it doesn’t completely change much, but I do want to get my legal one switched to my preferred one.

After all, I might as well! I plan to get my gender changed to the correct one and want to retake my license photo. It just makes since to have that legal name be officially “Chris.” At least it will actually fit on documents!

We’re Blaming The Wrong Thing

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Wal-Mart, despite claiming otherwise, has begun to empty violent games from store shelves along with promotional banners following the recent shootings. Source: @TylerMayCry/Twitter

Today, I wanted to write something more positive. I wanted to gush about how the Nintendo Switch is my all-time favorite console and how it has reinvigorated my love for video games.

Sadly, something tragic happens last week that has left impacts felt through the U.S., but also impacts this hobby. August 2019 has kicked off a slew of mass shootings with one even hitting close to home.

In the past few weeks there have been four notable cases in Gilroy, El Paso, Dayton, and Southaven (which is a few minutes away from Memphis).

Two of the incidents happened last weekend and two of four happened inside a Wal-Mart (more on that later).

These recent shootings have brought up gun violence yet again. Democrats have pushed for tougher gun laws but Republicans want to shift the blame to something else.

For as long as I have played them, video games have always been the scapegoat as harbingers of violence in youth. Titles like Mortal Kombat and DOOM were controversial for the blood, gore, and violent nature.

Concerned parents wanted this games to be banned and blamed them for creating deviants. Because of the controversial nature, the ESRB or Entertainment Software Ratings Board was created in 1994.

It was a ratings system similar to how movies are rated. E (previously K-A) meant that the title was suitable for all ages while the M rating is for mature audiences (usually anyone under 16-years-old could not buy a game without parents present). Labels would also include short details about the content like language, suggestive themes, or partial nudity.

The ESRB still exists and a similar system would be in place for televised content two years later with the TV Parental Guidelines. However, this still has deter blame directed towards video games whenever mass shootings occur.

One notable case I remember from my childhood was Columbine High School. The teen shooters were fans of DOOM and rumors even circulated that they even created a level based on their school. The stage was never found but those wanting games banned had fuel for their fire.

There have been many other cases but I could spend so much time writing about them. Let’s fast-forward to 2019!

After last week’s shootings, President Trump spoke out against the crimes. Rather than focusing on the actual causes, he drew attention to something unrelated.

He said:
We must stop the glorification of violence in our society. This includes the gruesome and grisly video games that are now commonplace. It is too easy today for troubled youth to surround themselves with a culture that celebrates violence.

Other Republicans like Kevin McCarthy said that violent video games “dehumanize” others and will be a “problem” in the future. Trump has threatened further restrictions.

Some retailers like taken upon themselves to ban violent games. Wal-Mart has begun to remove nearly all their games from their shelves in a few stores.

IGN had asked the company if it is banning them and representatives has said that they haven’t directed stores to take any titles down but signage and ads were being ripped down.

At first, I found the initial rhetoric comical. It was expected and video games are almost always to be blamed whenever these tragedies occur. Despite the El Paso shooter writing in his manifesto wanting to kill immigrants for invading the country and using similar language as Trump, the focus went away from meaningful gun legislation and rampant white supremacy.

Now that stores like Wal-Mart are banning violent games, I wonder where this leads. Disney has also followed similar suit and cancelled a televised APEX Legends tournament, originally set to air on ABC and ESPN on Sunday.

Surely, stores like Best Buy and GameStop in addition to digital marketplaces like Amazon, PlayStation Store, and the Nintendo eShop will continue to offer these titles and probably financially benefit to lost sales at Wal-Mart. However, I fear this could lead to becoming more of a police state.

Above all, video games are definitely not to blame for the actions of these shooters.

Games vs. Guns

Source: Vox Media

Despite what Republicans and pro-gun lobby groups like the NRA want you to believe, there is no direct link to violent game causing people to gun down innocent people. If this was to be true, there would be more cases worldwide and would be entirely centered on the United States.

Countries like Japan, South Korea, Canada, and the United Kingdom gains millions of dollars from games sold, but have far fewer deaths from shootings. These places have laws in place that have stricter gun ownership rules. Compare that to the U.S., especially in the South, where laws are lax thanks to the second amendment and you can get your gun in the same day or with ease at a gun show.

Many countries around the world play the same games but America seems to be the only developed nation that has this specific problem.

Can games cause aggressive behavior. The APA seems to think so but are not quick to link video games to mass shootings.

On the contrary, games can have to certain benefits like improved cognitive skills, foster creativity and problem-solving techniques, and create positive feelings.

Speaking from my own personal experience, video games have calmed me down on days where I feel down and out. They are also a great way to stay connected with my friends back in Memphis and elsewhere, which help combat the loneliness I have felt most of my time here in Florida.

There are just great set-pieces and music that pull emotional tugs like in the scene in Final Fantasy IX where Zidane has learned of his heritage and tries to shrug off his friends as he stumbles and realizes what incredible friendship he has (the soundtrack does a great job honing the emotional impact).

There are these creative titles that have such beautiful stories and are truly works of art. Not once have I felt so negative about playing video game. I am confident many others feel the same way.

I am preaching to the choir here but there is something that must be made clear to politicians. Please stop blaming video games for every tragic event and look at the roots of the real issues that plague this nation.

Additional Fun Viewing & Reading

DEAR PRESIDENT TRUMP: VIDEO GAMES ARE SO MUCH MORE THAN ‘VIOLENT’ | OPINION by Greg Miller (Newsweek)

Why video games aren’t causing America’s gun problem, in one chart by Alvin Chang (Vox)

Guns and Games: The Relationship between Violent Video Games and Gun Crimes in America (Webster University)

Fact check: Are violent video games connected to mass shootings? by Ellie Kaufman (CNN)

Politicians Blame Video Games For Tragic Mass Shootings Again, & Nobody’s Buying It by YongYea (YouTube)

The NRA, Gun Violence, and Video Games by George Wiedman/Superbunnyhop (YouTube)

Understanding Fragile Masculinity As A Transwoman

The great thing about bath/shower time is that it is the perfect place for self-reflection. For me, it was life before my transition when I still identified as male.

Sitting in the tub and shaving, I thought over seeing a friend’s Facebook post about an example of fragile masculinity. As I got angry at how some dude using a disorder as an excuse of being a shitty person, I started to feel guilty.

I have to admit some shameful behavior, at least I feel like I have committed my own sins while I lived as a man. Even now as a transgender person, this is not something I want to admit.

This is not to say I’ve went out of my way to disrespect women, dishonor their boundaries, and certainly not assaulted anyone, but there is no excuse for some of the shit I have done. I have long felt sorrowful even though this part of life was some time ago, well before questioning of my gender.

Just to provide a few personal examples. In my twenties especially, I was a believer of the “friend-zone,” a bullshit excuse to make fragile men feel better for being dumped and/or rejected. And boy did I get rejected. There were times I didn’t handle it well and got angry.

Little did I realize that she was much better off than some man-child that couldn’t understand that she didn’t simply want to be with me. Sometimes I held a silent grudge and resentment (mostly to myself for not being good enough as self-pity).

Another example was making some unwanted advances. I still remember trying to kiss a lady when she clearly didn’t want anything romantic. Sure I had alcohol in my system, but it is not an excuse for being a dick.

The next morning, with a hangover, I knew I fucked up and apologized right away to her. She forgave me but I still feel shameful about it even now.

As common dating culture revolves around dating apps, I too used those and had some limited success. This sadly fostered some ill-favored tendencies. There are times I’d engaged in some steamy conversation but it became so consistent that I started to crave it. Maybe not like an addict but it was getting there.

Eventually I looked myself in the mirror and realized this wasn’t me and I was scared of what I was doing.

Thankfully, these were behaviors I recognized and I grew out of. Truthfully, I was not much like this most of the time.

I don’t like dating and didn’t seek it out especially in high school or college, but I wanted a relationship. My dad, step-mother, brother, and even some childhood friends had even questioned me if I was “gay” which I had firmly said no.

I even remember getting some pep talks about “putting myself out there.” This wasn’t necessarily ill-mannered but in some way I felt pressured to the chase and not act in the way I should have.

I am not using using these as excuses for my actions. It is more of trying to explain what I felt myself. Like, I tried hard to prove something.

As I mentioned in my transition post, I am a transwoman that still likes women. This aspect had not changed but the one thing I am embracing more as well as I am also asexual. This doesn’t mean I am adverse to romantic and sexual experiences but rather I am being real with myself in not wanting to chase. I rather just organically “go with the flow” and live my life as best and happily as I can.

I still have accounts on dating apps but rarely even use them. Probably will delete them entirely after posting this article.

Perhaps I have rambled on to much so what was the point of typing this? First of all, I wanted to right some wrongs from a previous life. For all of the women, especially those I’ve hurt in the past, that are reading this, please forgive me for the awful things I have done.

Secondly, toxic masculinity has become too common, especially thru the power of social media and online dating. It doesn’t help that the U.S. has a giant racist, misogynistic orange turd sitting in the White House. The most shitty behavior is now embraced by awful people and want to make excuses for their actions.

Good people have to hold each other accountable. Behavior like fragile masculinity is detrimental and it puts a group of people above the other. We all should be equal and not treated lesser than human. Some folks also need to learn that no means no.

Some Fun Reading:

Men, Your Fragile Masculinity Is A Cry For Help (Huffington Post)
What We Mean When We Say, “Toxic Masculinity” (Tolerance.org)
Not All Masculinity is Fragile: How to Tell if Yours Might be Precious (Medium)

Coming Out

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I mentioned in my last post about coming out as transgender during my time here in Florida. It didn’t happen overnight and it required much introspection. This is my account that realization, how I got there, and current journey towards transition.

For a long as I can remember, there was always this feeling. Like, not fitting in at all in the world. If there’s a starting age can be attached, it would be perhaps 14-years-old.

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I always felt queer both in identity and being an awkward teenager. A typical nerd, my life is not much different in liking video games, shortwave radio, and even carrying around National Geographic magazines. I didn’t know many people that shared much similar interests aside from gaming.

Along with that, I never really fit inside the male norms. Sports were never my interests. My dad and brother would scream at the TV for their favorite teams, but I wasn’t ever too keen on it.

I was also a really sensitive kid. Unlike most boys, I would cry a lot and had such nicknames as “Crybaby Chris.” If ever in a rare fight, my tactic is flight as I didn’t want to hurt anyone and felt bad. I usually wasn’t much combative or aggressive.

I spent a lot of time with my stepmother and would watch TV with her, especially cartoons and PBS shows. I can’t say I had a terrible relationship with my father but it was strained at times.

I had very few friends throughout middle and high school but I felt it was an even mix of male and female friends. Dating was also very rare and only have one girlfriend who cheated on me.

My parents even questioned if I was gay. My answer was a big “no” but their asking wasn’t without merit. After all, I did some things that gave them some knowledge that I was blind to seeing until much later.

Back in middle school, there was a Scholastic Book Club slips that usually arrive before Halloween. I was into classical literature and horror stories, but there was one book series that I wanted to have. It was the Babysitters’ Club.

There is no clue why my interest in the books came from but it was there. My stepmother was adamant about me buying the set but I bought it anyway and read thru the books.

The other example was crossdressing. For the longest time, I thought is was some fetish that came time and time again throughout grade school and even after college.

Wearing feminine clothing felt right to me. I couldn’t explain it to myself at the time but questioned myself even then if I was gay. Transgender wasn’t much knowledge to me.

As a teen, I did get caught and was put to a stop, but the feeling lingered for years. The feeling of seeing myself as a woman.

Fast forward to September 2018! Last year, these feelings came back stronger than ever. Stress was also getting the better of me from feeling drained from working multiple jobs and not feeling like not having a fulfilled life.

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It was then I started to crossdress again and simply didn’t care about the internalized shame that festered in me for years. Like before, there was a sense of fulfillment and being comfortable in my skin.

I began shaving my entire body, aside from my head, soon after. A dream would eventually come that would help me realize a truth.

Long story short, I dreamt of being a woman. I even woke myself up and noticing myself say while sleeping, “I want to be a woman.”

My search began. I started to question myself “am I gay,” “is this a phase,” “is this what I really feeling or just a result of stress,” and finally “am I transgender.”

My personal research began with Google searches of definitions and Reddit posts on stories of similar tales. It wasn’t until seeing the trans-related subreddits that I would find myself in familiar territory.

Reading through many coming out stories, especially from transwomen, I felt this to be true about myself and saw my own story as valid.

By late November, an appointment was made to see a gender therapist and try to fit in my schedule seeing someone from OutMemphis, an LGBTQ+ organization in Cooper-Young. Both attempts failed when I received my job offer to Sarasota, FL and began moving.

Truth is I probably would have chickened out and not made much effort if I stayed in Memphis. In January, I was now in a new environment and truly felt alone for this first time in my life.

After a few days in Florida, I started searching for LGBTQ+ organizations and found one group called SarasotaOut and a transfeminine group that meets once a month. My meeting with Dr. Mary Davenport and talking with other transwomen helped made it clear that I was truly trans.

I told my story to the SarasotaOut members meeting at a coffee shop and they understood my story. It was a group where I felt truly welcomed and not ashamed to hide.

I had came out to some friends privately over time, but officially was out of the closet by April. Most of my family and friends have been incredibly supportive.

There have been a few people like my brother that have not been so kind. I still have a message from him that simply says “what is this shit on Facebook (the platform where I came out publicly)?”

I can write a series of stories of how badly he’s treated me but it was no surprise with his reaction. Somehow he made it about himself and complained to my grandparents.

After all, this person historically made fun of me by calling me “gay” so he thought that had an impact. He didn’t realize that it had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, I have moved to North Fort Myers, FL to work at another station. Since coming here in May, my transition is underway.

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Currently, I have been on HRT for about 5 weeks and things are progressing well. Aside from dressing in public, my body is undergoing changes like breast growth, fat redistribution, and feeling more satisfied aside from career goals.

For a few months, I have been using makeup in addition to wearing dresses and other clothes more publicly. My skill is still being perfected but it has been much improve with each attempt.

I am out to my boss but I have yet to come out to anyone at work. While there, my attire is typically jeans and a shirt so I’m pretty androgynous.

Because of finally being out of the closet, I am looking at either returning to Memphis or possibly to a more LBGTQ+ friendly city like New York City sometime next year. Ideally, I’d like to find work with LBGTQ+ organizations (especially if it is media related) or other groups that have excellent Communications departments.

As time goes on, I feel realizing being trans has brought out latent creativity that I want to tap into that energy. No plans are set but a decision will be made on my one-year anniversary here in Florida.

For folks who want to know who I am now:

Chris (keeping my androgynous name), a transwoman who uses she/her pronouns and has a few years working in media. She still likes women and identifies as a trans-lesbian. Ultimately, Chris wants to fit into a creative role and hopes to do some positive work in the world. For the first time, she is much happier and living a more authentic life

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Transitioning In Florida

Last November, I wrote a post about pros and cons to moving to Florida. While it has been a long time since that time, this dream became a reality.

In December, I received a job offer as an editor for WWSB ABC 7 in Sarasota, and in about few weeks I relocated to the Suncoast.

My feelings initially were great, but options on the move became mixed. I knew life in Florida was more expensive than Memphis, however you don’t really know something until living here. Rent is the biggest issue and I’m paying twice as much that I did in my Midtown Memphis studio apartment. Other things like food and gas are different but not far off from the average prices in Tennessee.

One other thing that was a downer from the get-go was the job. It was worse off that I was in Memphis and was not happy. The low pay and stressful environment did not make this move as worthwhile as I thought. There was a silver lining to this journey (more on this later).

Plus, access to the beach had a nice bonus and very cathartic! It was until mid-April that I got a better offer at a Scripps station in Cape Coral/Fort Myers. The base pay wasn’t a lot but it was much more than what I was paid in Sarasota and even Memphis so I accepted the offer.

I made another move down to North Fort Myers and have now been the state for 6 months now. It has been a crazy ride full of ups and downs. There is one thing that has been in my thoughts since coming here.

I don’t like living in Florida and want to move back home.

It isn’t a horrible state and I don’t regret my decision. Homesickness can be partially to blame but it is a little more complicated.

Like I said before, it is simply expensive here and I have actually feel behind on some bills. Before the move, I was on top of everything but the additional costs have hurt me. It is slowly rebounding with the new job but now sure how long it will take to fix my problem.

Another reason has been loneliness. Admittedly, I am closer to most of my blood relatives and will see them regularly. However I miss the family that have been a huge part of my life in Memphis. The same people who have stuck up for me, put up with my issues, and have shown so much love. I’ve never seen them everyday but I miss their presence.

Those are just some reasons why I might move back to Memphis by May 2020 (which is when my lease is up). With that said, I am going to wait until late December or in January next year before I make up my mind.

This move has not been a total waste. I have met some new friends, especially while living in Sarasota. I will still want to be a part of their lives even if distance separates us.

A big development that has happened in Florida is coming out as transgender. I have had these feelings well before my move, but the journey to this new surrounding helped explore this part of my life.

In Sarasota, I would regularly meet up at LBGTQ+ and transfeminine groups. The people there were attentive, respectful, and have shown me that my feelings were valid.

I came out fully in April and have gotten so much support. Few people haven’t been keen on this, but that is their problem.

My next post will go more into becoming a transwoman, but I am proud to say that I am on hormone replacement therapy (HRT). It has been a week into treatment but I am already loving the changes happening within me.

Meet My Assistant: Google Home Mini

Google Home MiniFor the last few months, I have been using a Google Home Mini for a number of tasks around the studio apartment. In short, it is a fantastic device but this post will explore why it is a treat to use.

Back in October, the Home Mini came free with a Best Buy purchase. To be honest, I was not sure where to use it. With a Bluetooth enabled clock radio and portable speaker, it was tough finding a spot.

At first, the Google device was placed in my kitchen. Typically when making meals, I like listening to podcasts, music, or radio stations. Once setting up the device and connecting it to Wi-Fi is complete,  you have access to apps and service directly integrated with Google.

Just by saying “Hey Google, play ‘Last Podcast on the Left!'” the smart speaker uses Google Assistant to search for the latest episodes. It is also pretty useful if you are cooking a meal that takes time to make. Instead of setting a manual wind-up timer or take out a phone, telling the assistant to “Set a timer to 20 minutes” (for example) works splendidly.

The Home Mini lived in the kitchen for a while until my clock radio crapped out and so I needed an alarm clock. Sure, I could have used my phone but the smart speaker is up to the task.

I told it to set an alarm at 6 a.m. Monday through Friday and works flawlessly. It remembers to wake my butt up every weekday morning. Since my apartment is small, it still gets used about a kitchen timer and home speaker (I just leave my door open).

As a radio lover, it is a gem! It is integrated with services like TuneIn Radio, Google Podcasts, Spotify, and iHeartRadio. For example, I can say “Hey Google, play WREC 600” before I go to sleep and I am hearing “Coast to Coast AM with George Noory” in seconds.

It is not perfect though as some stations and programs don’t get recognized. Like, NPR, is confusing for the Home Mini. I would tell it to play “NPR” and instead of finding the local station, WKNO, it plays MPB Think Radio in Mississippi or some other random station.

Thankfully, it works like a Chromecast and you can cast your audio apps to the Mini seamlessly. It works as an alternative. It is also a Bluetooth device so it can pair with a smartphone or tablet as well.

Speaking of Chromecast, the Google Home Mini can act as a remote. Think of it as an Xbox Kinect. You can tell it to play, pause, rewind, etc. It works with Netflix, YouTube, and Hulu so you can be specific and tell the device to play a movie, clip, or show which will try to find it.

There are just a lot of uses with the Google Home Mini. I am still trying to figure out all of the commands, tricks, and neat things it can do. If you’re familiar with Amazon’s Alexa, then it is basically the same type of tech.

If you looking to add on as a stocking stuffer, the Google Home Mini is on sale for less than $30 during the holidays and I recommend it, especially as a tech & radio nerd!

Pros & Cons From Moving From Memphis To Fort Myers

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Last weekend, I had a conversation with my grandfather. We spoke about stress and finally moving down to Florida.

For the last few months, I have been rigorously applying to many video production jobs in either local TV news, major TV networks, and games media. If there was an opening for a video editor or production assistant, then my resume and cover letter would be sent.

However, I found that many businesses do not hire non-local applicants. People would tell you to land a job first before relocating, but that is not a reality anymore. Especially in a competitive field like communications and journalism, there are plenty of hungry new hires in any city or state looking for a foot in the door.

In addition to difficulty landing a position before relocation, I have outgrown my stay in Memphis and have long expressed getting out of here. After all, I live in this metropolis throughout nearly my entire childhood, college years, and a good part of my professional career.

Visits to cities like New York and Boston have ignited a passion to experience a true big city and the closest thing to that in Tennessee is Nashville. I’ve been to the state capital and it seems nice (it’s also growing pretty rapidly compared to Memphis, Chattanooga, and Knoxville), but I don’t see myself growing there professionally as an editor.

Back in June and once again in October, I talked to my family about moving down to Florida. While this is a state where people tend to retire and wind down their lives, I feel it could be a good point to further my career. After all, three of the United States’ largest cities are found here.

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By July 1st of next year, I am moving down to Fort Myers. It will open up a new chapter of my life and hope this gamble pays off. It is not as risky as just lifting up the anchor and ship out to a new city with no friends or family support. However, there is a level of anxiousness that I am looking at, unless I finally hear back from a potential employer out-of-state prior to relocation.

While speaking to my grandfather, he mentioned that it would be a great idea to make a list of pros and cons of moving down to Florida. I’ve been doing research and have some knowledge, especially since I typically visit the state at least once a year since 2015.

It’s definitely a sound plan and would go a long way of putting my thoughts down. This way, I can convince me if it is a good idea to leave or stay.

I’ll start with the Pros and finish with the Cons.

PROS

  • Lower crime and safer neighborhoods
  • More potential to land a job at major cities like Tampa, Orlando, and Miami once I’m living in the state.
  • Possible opportunities from big companies like EA, Disney, and conventions.
  • Close to go see a Dolphins game or Boston Red Sox during spring training.
  • Presenting a chance to broaden my resume with different markets
  • No worries about breaking the lease on current apartment
  • This is a good excuse to move out and find a better apartment
  • Plenty of attractions to visit in the state
  • I don’t have many things so I can just hop on a plane with a few bags and suitcase
  • Better weather, especially during the winter months
  • Be within close proximity to the beach
  • Finding an editor or any production job should not be hard once I relocated
  • No income tax like TN
  • Lower sales tax
  • Cost of living is fairly comparable to Memphis (only 16% higher according to PayScale)
  • Making new friends and being close to my family
  • Aside from rain and high heat, the weather would be acceptable to ride into work or town.
  • Interesting news stories pop up in this state.

CONS

  • Recounts (okay, I am joking with this one but seriously FL…get it together)
  • Hurricanes (Working for coverage or dealing with evacuation)
  • Tourists
  • Trump supporters and bigots
  • Really hot summers
  • Alligators and poisonous snakes, while not everywhere, are more common
  • Still deal with crazy drivers
  • Public transit is not the best except in the bigger cities, and not the best to travel on scooter/motorcycle
  • Purging or selling some possessions
  • Leaving my existing employment and trying to find new jobs when I arrive (unless one is lined up)
  • Wages for media professionals are not much higher in FL than TN, but some networks like Disney/ABC and EA are found here and could pay better than local stations.
  • Leaving most of my friends and family from stepmother’s side behind. So I won’t have any friends here.
  • Still probably need to work two jobs
  • Tolls
  • Either trading in my scooter to Honda or shipping it to FL
  • Transfer tags and license in addition to change of address
  • Finding a decent apartment but this can be considered a pro too since I want to move from the current studio
  • Housing is a little more expensive than Memphis, but not by lot.

There are probably more items that I can add to this list, but it seems like pros and cons are evenly split. I am still leaning more towards moving out as I have been in the Memphis area for far too long. It’s time for me to spread my wings and soar into new territory.

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