I moved to California from Georgia about a year ago, and was doing just fine until I had to quit my job and start looking for a new one. The economy out here is absolute shit. I've applied at at least 30 places, all of which I follow up on, I've gotten a lot of interviews at a lot of staffing companies, and I'm behind on rent. I told myself if I don't find SOMETHING in the next month, I'll just pack up and move back to Georgia. I know if I do, though, I'll feel like I totally failed. Another part of the issue is my twin sister, and moving back in with her. She's super successful, is doing college, and working a great job at Aflac. She's never lived on her own, so she wouldn't understand that the economy sucks. She's one of main the sources of my lack of confidence. She was ready for kindergarten before I was, so I had to go all throughout school with the "Better" twin being a grade ahead of me. My family would always be like "Why can't you be more like your sister?" She got a car way before I did, she got a job way before I did, she's always had a lot more friends, even if they are a bunch of lame squares, and she never lets me live any of it down. My sister is assertive and good at memorizing things, and she has a strong work ethic. I'm passive, forget things all the time and rarely feel motivated. I can have an intelligent conversation, stay calm in situations, and never freak out about anything. She still has jumping and screaming fits, sees the world to be about nothing other than herself and freaks out over everything. She screams bloody murder whenever she stubs her toe. She made good grades and all the teachers liked that she made them, but thought she was kind of a bitch. I made bad grades and the teachers were my best friends. She listens to Panic at the Disco, I listen to Tool. Etc etc etc She LOVES the fact that she does better than I do, and she rubs it in my face every time I see her. Just the thought of passing her in the hallway and watching her smirk at me, the failure who had to move back in with mom makes my stomach hurt. My landlord / roommate told me I can stay as long as I want and he won't kick me out, but I don't want to be a freeloader and abuse his hospitality. I made up my mind about moving back if I don't find anything. Is it really that bad?