I’m not sure where to write this or ask for help. We’ve just moved, it’s a lovely house and I’m glad to be out of rented. It’s further out of town than I wanted and very quiet but otherwise everything you could ever want in a house. It cost an absolute bomb and it the culmination of years of DH’s hard work and success - he’s made up.
I can’t tell him or anyone how much I hate this place. I had no idea I would feel like this until we got through the door yesterday. It’s a mile from the kids school which is the same as before but an A road so not walkable like before. there are no neighbours although we do know some people on the other side on the wood and it’s so quiet I feel like I am being entombed here.
I really don’t want to live here. I’m supposed to be working today but can’t focus at all. I’m just hiding to have a cry the whole and desperate to talk to someone. All my friends feel like a million miles away and obviously couldn’t come round in tier 3 anyway. I can’t tell anyone about this as it’s a amazing house that so many people have said how lucky we are etc.
I know some people have real problems but my brain has gone into overdrive and I’m starting to think really dark thoughts about leaving and running and running. I don’t want this for my life
There is no way we can sell it either. Not for two years at least. I don’t even know why I’m writing this other than I have to say it out loud somewhere.