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I moved to Portland at 22. Now that I'm 30, I've outgrown so much of what I loved about the city.

A woman standing in front of a field and rolling hills.
When I first moved to Portland, Oregon, I loved the city and how independent I felt here. Kayla Brock
  • At 22, I jumped at the opportunity to move to Portland, Oregon, for a four-month internship.
  • I loved my affordable rent, the access to nature, and the independence I felt, and ended up staying.
  • Now that I'm 30, I feel like I've outgrown the city; I'm craving new opportunities and community.

I was supposed to be in Portland, Oregon, for only four months. Eight years later, I'm still here.

When I first moved to the city at 22, I knew little to nothing about Portland. Although I'd spent time elsewhere in the Pacific Northwest, I'd never even visited Oregon.

I was offered an editorial internship, though, and saw this as my chance to leave home, have more freedom, and start my career.

Any opportunity, especially one that would let me write, felt worth the leap. Then, in the blink of an eye, what was supposed to be a brief blip turned into nearly a decade.

At first, Portland felt like the perfect place for me

A woman in a pink dress posing in front of a waterfall.
I adjusted to my new city and created routines that helped it feel like home. Kayla Brock

Portland's quiet green spaces, access to nature, quirky commitment to staying "weird," and community of small businesses made the city feel just right. I loved the food carts, walkability, and general pace and culture.

I found a charming one-bedroom with a large living room and natural light in a quiet, walkable neighborhood near downtown, for a rent below market rate.

My apartment gave me a home base, and with that came a deep sense of independence that felt imperative in my early 20s.

As I adjusted to my new city, I created rituals that made Portland feel like home: grabbing a slice from Sizzle Pie, floating the river with friends in the summer, wandering through Powell's for books.

Now that I'm 30, the city I once loved doesn't feel right anymore

A view of Portland, Oregon, from the river.
I still appreciate Portland, but I wish the city had more opportunities in my field. Kayla Brock

I work in journalism, and around the time I turned 30, I started to feel like this city might not be the best place for the career I've been building.

Though Portland is home to powerhouse brands such as Nike, Intel, and Adidas — and there are tons of small businesses and local media organizations — many of my dream roles seem to be in cities like Los Angeles, New York, or Atlanta.

Also, while there's a vibrant Black community here, the Portland metropolitan area is predominantly white.

Some days I walk outside and barely see anyone who looks like me. At this time in my life, I'm craving a community with more diversity.

I'm learning that as I grow older, what I'll need in a city might change — and that's OK

A woman in a turqoise dress standing under cherry blossom trees.
Until I know where I'll move next, I'm trying to be more intentional about finding joy and seeking out community. Kayla Brock

I'm no longer 22, 24, or even 29. I've realized that what I need in my 30s might be different from what I needed several years ago.

Portland will always be the first place I truly lived on my own, and it gave me room to grow, reflect, and find myself. I found so much joy in sunset hikes, aimless wanders through Powell's, afternoons at the Portland Art Museum, and live music in the parks.

I'm grateful for my time here, but I'm ready for something new.

Maybe I'll move to LA, where the creative community feels more accessible. Or I'll go back to London, a city I once lived in for college, where I felt so inspired by its pace and diverse mix of people.

Though I'm excited to move to one of these cities whenever the right opportunity comes, I know that my next home might not be forever, either.

One of the biggest lessons Portland has taught me is that different chapters call for different places — and even though Oregon no longer feels like home, I know I'd happily visit again and again, with gratitude.

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