Stage seven: Acceptance
Where you’re living: Lincoln Square
Where you’re going out: Anywhere that's not filled with people going through Stages One through Five
Your mantra: “Why won’t those obnoxious girls across the street stop shrieking?!”
Go-to activity: Complaining about everything from local politics to weather to your favorite local team.
If you’ve survived this long, you've officially earned the right to call yourself a Chicagoan. While you still appreciate the trendier parts of the city, anytime you actually venture into one of them, you’re quickly reminded why you moved to a “normal” neighborhood. Sure, the winters are horrid, the city is corrupt, and the tax rates are exorbitant, but Chicago has officially become home, and there's nowhere else you’d rather be.
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Lisa Chatroop is a native Chicagoan who has lived around wayyy too many shrieking "Stage One" transplants. Say hi on Twitter: @Chicagoista or DailyUrbanista.com.