I used to live in Plymouth, Michigan. People often ask me why I moved, and it's pretty easy: Plymouth is perfect if you're white, cisgender, straight (exceptions for bi girls in heterosexual relationships), ostensibly monogamous, in your mid-thirties, Christian (preferably protestant), middle to upper-middle class, want two and a half kids, a puppy dog and a (white) picket fence.
I'm just white. I rather failed at Plymouth.
(And, yes, if you're from Plymouth, I chuckle heartily to myself when I see you browsed my profile. I hope it's a better place for you than it was for me.)