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Originally Posted by chrisallard5454
Signal, just curious, when did you move from Winnipeg? There has been some major improvement over the last few years. Especially since the arrival of Jets 2.0. There is a new hop to everyones step.
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Only in June of last year - but I still agree with you. A lot of positive changes were beginning when I left. The new police station was probably my favourite because it involved renovating one of the downtown eyesores with beige walls and no windows. That boutique hotel across from the MTS Centre hadn't started (that I noticed) but was ready to go, and, of course, the CMHR. That was well-underway when I left. Things were definitely improving. And, really, it's not like anything in Winnipeg is getting worse. I'm comfortable saying, during the whole 6 years I spent there, everything was moving in the right direction the entire time.
Of course, by the end, I was bitter anyway - I'd long since given up trying to be happy there. And my social circle reinforced that. Most of my Winnipeg-born friends hated it, or at least complained about it. One of my friends from Nova Scotia (a composer, sounds so fancy!) described why he left Wolfville as, "I was too bitter to get a fresh start there. I had to leave." - and now that's how I describe what I felt, because it's perfect and it does acknowledge that, at least at the end, I wasn't willing to give the city a chance.
A guy I went on a date with from Montreal really cemented for me my desire to leave based on his very negative (but accurate) description of what our futures would be like there ("You're the first gay I've met who doesn't work for minimum wage at the mall - not that there's anything wrong with that, but... people are just treading water here. I've never experienced anything like this city. It's like opposite town.", etc.). My cousin in the army, when she would visit 17 Wing for work, would get together with me and she'd always say things like, "This place is ****ing bleak, Ryan. I've been in Alert, and this feels MORE like a northern work camp. Even Kingston is better."
So I was definitely stuck in a... sphere of negativity while there. I imagine it could have been different if I was hanging out with people who liked it. And I did have a couple of friends, one at the Freep, for example, who had realistic but still deep love for the city.
But I have good memories too. Great people, great bike rides from Rosedale Avenue to Assiniboine Park, great beaches. And I spent many days listening to music and hiking/biking along the river trails. Backyard fires/drinking with friends in South Osborne. Early Sunday breakfasts on Corydon. I don't doubt at all that it's possible to be happy in Winnipeg. It just wasn't me.
And, to be fair... my background is very different. It's not like I'm from Calgary and moved to Winnipeg, which I think would be easier. I missed the sea, the colourful houses, the density (there's only so many times you can drive down Pembina Highway and not want to jump off the Jubilee overpass).
And, also to be fair, everything I hated about Winnipeg also exists here - just in smaller quantities. Kenmount Road is my Pembina Highway. The old Fortis Building is my beige, blank downtown. It's just that what I get beyond all the crap here is what I actually want, and where I actually belong.