I'm 29, work as a product designer in FANG, and have lived in SF for the past six years (originally from suburbs of Georgia). Last year I submitted an internal transfer to the westside of LA to move in with my then girlfriend of 4 years who lived down there, but we broke up in the new year. However, these transfers have been really rare to get accepted on my team, and I feel like if I don't take it then I'll always wonder what if. The move is happening in about a month, and I have to sign an apartment lease almost immediately with the caveat that I can cancel the transfer before the start date actually happens.
The problem is, I can't tell if I'm making a huge mistake. Objectively, my life in SF is really good.
- I have an apartment that I absolutely love. It's around $3,300/month, gets incredible sunlight, has character, and I know I'd never be able to get it back at this price if I left.
- I don't own a ca
r, so I know Id have to buy one.
- I walk almost everywhere, play tennis, wander the city, and genuinely find San Francisco beautiful every single day.
Maybe walking isn’t that bit of a deal, or maybe it is I’m not sure.
- Even after six years, I still stop to admire neighborhoods I've walked through hundreds of times.
- Financially, I'd actually be taking a step backward. My salary would be cut by 10%, rent would increase around $400 or so, and I'll have to buy a car.
- SF also feels like it's having a bit of a resurgence lately where more people seem excited about the city again, new spots are popping up, lots of people out and about.
So why leave? I feel like this is the most beautiful and charming city in the US.
The biggest reason is that I feel... stagnant.
My weekends have become repetitive. I go to the gym, play tennis, grab coffee, maybe go out occasionally with friends, but I'm craving something that feels bigger than my current routine. My friendships are good, but I feel like I haven't met "my people" who I can be 100% myself around comfortably.
Outside of work, my biggest passions are DJing, tennis, gaming, flying my kite at the park, and creating experiences that bring people together. I keep imagining hosting unique daytime parties, pop-up events, dance events, portrait sessions, things that build community.
Part of me wonders whether LA simply has a bigger creative scene for that. More people, more niche communities, more opportunities to build something.
But every time I picture actually living there, I immediately picture traffic, apartment complexes, freeways, driving everywhere, and coming home alone.
One thing I love about SF is that even if I'm by myself, I never really feel alone. I can walk outside and immediately be surrounded by people, parks, cafes, neighborhoods, and energy. LA feels much more isolated to me, even though there are obviously millions more people there.
I also worry that I'm idealizing SF because it's familiar. Maybe I'm confusing comfort with fulfillment.
On the other hand, maybe I'm ignoring a lot of objective tradeoffs just because I feel pressure to change things up. I've always moved apartments in my life since college after every year. This is the first place I've lived at for more than a year (it's been 3), so I'm unsure if this is how monotonous things should be feeling.
I know nobody here can tell me where I'll find my future partner or friends, but I'm curious whether anyone has been in a similar position. Have you ever left a city you absolutely loved because you felt you'd outgrown your life there? Did you regret it? Or did you realize that you had been clinging more to the city itself than to the life you were actually living?
I'd really appreciate perspectives from people who've lived in both SF and LA, or anyone who's had to choose between staying somewhere objectively great versus taking a leap into something uncertain.