I grew up in a small place and left it when I was quite young and entered the bigger world.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I moved away when I was young, when I was about 19. I'd literally come from an area with dirt roads and stuff like that, right to the centre of a city of about five million people. It's been great. I'm based in New York, and every day, it's amazing.
I grew up in the countryside in the middle of nowhere in England and got out as soon as I could!
I was an escapee of childhood. I always wanted to grow up.
I kind of moved out of the town I grew up in as quick as I could. I left right after high school.
I left the Midwest when I was twelve years old, and I haven't lived in a small town since.
When I was young, I was everywhere.
My family actually moved a lot growing up. I really only lived in one place every five or six years, and then we'd move again. That was just for my dad's work.
When I write about my childhood I think, oh my God, how did I ever get from there to here? Not that any great thing has happened to me. But I felt so tiny, so lost.
I grew up on a tiny little island.
I was blessed to grow up in really interesting times and to go back to a home where I was very safe.