In this personal account, Caitlyn Moony shares her journey of relocating to Vancouver and the challenges she faced. For more personal stories like this from CBC, visit the FAQ.
I once received a song link from an ex, quoting lyrics about realizing love only after letting go, a gesture that didn’t resonate with me. Moving to Vancouver in 2018 from Johannesburg, I had high hopes, having already lived in various countries. Vancouver, ranked as one of the top cities to live in, seemed promising, especially with family ties there. Expecting a smooth transition, I envisioned a lifestyle of yoga in Kitsilano, skiing on Grouse Mountain, and enjoying cocktails in Yaletown.
Initially captivated by Vancouver’s natural beauty and unique charm, my enthusiasm waned over time. Struggling to establish connections and lacking the coveted “Canadian experience,” I toiled in a job with long hours and inadequate pay. The city’s pace, limited transportation, and perpetual rain tested my patience, leading to a sense of isolation and disappointment.
Feeling increasingly alienated and restless, I longed for a sense of belonging and community, a stark contrast to the solitude I experienced in Vancouver. The pandemic further amplified these emotions, prompting my return to London, seeking the bustling energy and familiarity I craved.
Despite embracing London’s liveliness, I felt like an outsider, realizing that Vancouver had subtly shaped my identity. Instead of seeking constant stimulation, I found solace in Vancouver’s tranquility, fostering a deeper connection with the city and its unique character. Now, with a newfound appreciation for its flaws and strengths, I find myself drawn back to Vancouver, eager to explore the possibility of reconciliation.
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