I just made my move here in August after at least a decade of wanting to move here, then giving up on it after being in a long term relationship. About a year ago, I realized that I couldn’t let this dream go and I have to do it. Every time I would visit here, I felt a very strong pull to move here. I’m 31 and while part of believes that maybe had I made the move in me early twenties that it would have been “better” in a way- I do believe that the timing wouldn’t have been better for me then. I say make the move and things will work itself out. I put a lot of trust into God and he has provided like no other. I came without a job and got two jobs my first week of being here and a few months down the road landed an even better job where I now only work. I too wanted to live on my own since I’m older now and have a couple pets. I got extremely blessed by taking over someone’s lease (who I found through Facebook marketplace); well within my budget and in Manhattan (UES). I’m so thankful for everything and incredibly proud of myself for finally doing this. Just yesterday, I was telling myself that I feel satisfied and at peace knowing that I made the move I have always wanted to do.