She Strengthens

Chasing Dreams in the City of Gold

When I set foot in San Francisco, I had a pocket full of dreams and another pocket filled with uncertainty. I was captivated by the city’s rich history and limitless possibilities, convinced that it held the secret to unlocking my true potential. Like many, I fell prey to the allure of urban living, where the bright lights and bustling streets seemed to promise success and happiness.

The Reality Check

But the harsh reality soon hit me. Despite working two service jobs and splitting rent with four housemates, I struggled to make ends meet. The city, once a symbol of success, became a constant reminder of my financial struggles. I felt defeated, forced to confront the fact that my idea of prosperity was tied to a specific location.

The Urban Myth

We’ve been conditioned to believe that living in a big city is synonymous with success. TV shows and movies reinforce this notion, showcasing glamorous urbanites who seem to have it all. But what about the reality of struggling to pay rent, working multiple jobs, and sacrificing quality of life? I learned that the city doesn’t automatically guarantee success or happiness.

Finding My Own Style

Living in San Francisco forced me to develop my own sense of style. Gone were the college hoodies and tank tops; I had to curate a wardrobe that reflected my adult self. I briefly flirted with being a “girl who wears high heels in the daytime,” but soon realized that wasn’t me. I learned that taking an interest in one’s clothes isn’t superficial; it’s about presenting oneself to the world with confidence.

Beyond the Career Myth

I thought living in the city would transform me into a “career woman,” but it didn’t. I worked hard, but I didn’t identify as a #girlboss. I realized that I didn’t need to emulate others to be successful; I could be Savanna, a writer who works hard and values her worth beyond her job.

The Hustler’s Mindset

Working 70 hours a week in the city taught me the value of hard work and determination. It forced me to develop a hustler’s mindset, which has stayed with me even after leaving the city.

The Art of Planning

Living in San Francisco without a car taught me the importance of planning and time management. I had to prioritize tasks, fit in errands, and make the most of my day. This habit has stuck with me, even in the suburbs.

Inspiration Is a State of Mind

I thought the city would spark creativity, but it didn’t. I learned that inspiration comes from within; it’s not dependent on external factors like location or scenery. As Neil Gaiman once said, “Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.” I realized that I am only as inspired as I allow myself to be.

Coming to Terms

My time in San Francisco was a journey of self-discovery. I learned to separate my sense of self-worth from my location, to find inspiration within, and to value my worth beyond my job. As I look back, I realize that the city may not have given me everything I thought it would, but it shaped me into the person I am today.