We moved out of London last year. Neither of us are from London and we never really felt at home there, so we had always planned to move out after having kids but it took us a while to get sorted.
We were able to move to a much bigger and nicer house in a village we both like. We also have lots of good secondary school options here which was a constant worry in our old area.
The problem is I can’t stop second guessing whether it was the right thing to do. And kind of romanticising our old area.
Our old area is actually a nice part of London which I often see recommended on here, although we had our reasons for leaving. But we never settled there. I think I managed to make a grand total of one proper friend in our seven years there. Yet I am still in some FB groups for that area and I sometimes see things advertised (family fun days or whatever) and imagine us attending and having a great time. I don’t know what this is actually based on as we never went to these events when we actually lived there 😂
I think about DD’s old primary school a lot (she only attended for one year and it was quite disrupted due to covid) and the other parents, and I imagine that maybe if I’d got to know them better they could have been life long friends etc. It was a lovely school, but DD has also settled in really well at her new school so there’s objectively no real reason to pine for the old one. Academically she is probably doing slightly better at the new school in fact.
I don’t really miss any of the things people usually say they miss about London e.g. food, culture, museums as we never used them much anyway!
Yet I find pretty much every day I’m weighing up the pros and cons of our old and new areas and trying to justify the move to myself. Which is ridiculous as we don’t be moving back. So I don’t really know what’s wrong with me and why I can’t be happy?!