I'm a Texan, right?

I'm a Texan, a native Texan, born and bred in the great state and despite many attempts to leave, am still living here. It's a big state and I've lived in several cities and held several jobs and received several degrees, all in Texas. I dont feel a big tie to Texas, Im not even completely sure why I am still here, why circumstances keep me here. But, they have. And now, as I need to go somewhere else, to venture away, I find myself unsure and insecure about it.

My grandparents have lived all over the US and decided to end their lives in this great state where it is warm, as did my mother and dad. My dad hasn't lived anywhere else in his life and neither has my 30 year old brother. Is it some sort of blood thing? Are we destined to stay in Texas? When is something worth moving for? Should there be a reason to stay when you feel like you need to go? Is my grandma enough? Is love enough? Is a better job enough? How do you leave the only state you've known?

When do you know it's time to go?

So, it's time, I know it't time. Deep in my soul I am sad, bored, and upset at my job, most of the time. I find only but a few hours in the days I am there that I feel satisfied, happy, and like God is using me to my capacity. So, it is time to go, to venture out and do something else or be somewhere else, right? When we become comfortable, and more importantly, when they become easy, too easy and one finds themselves not caring, it is time to hang up and move on. But such ease and security is hard to let go of. It's hard and some will think you are crazy. How did you do it? How do you leave something, knowing you might return, and you might not ever come back? How do I make it okay that my life's dream doesn't seem to be the way I thought it would?