Not sure if I’m looking for commiseration or just having a moan. I have plenty to be thankful for but it’s just been a difficult few months. We moved abroad two years ago and I still haven’t made any friends here, and I am feeling quite down about it. We have young DC who take up much of my time but it’s different than having friends.
I started working a year ago and whilst my colleagues are lovely they’re all much older and not quite who I’d be friends with. I’ve chatted a bit with other parents at my DC’s after school club but we never make it to the next step and the language is a barrier. I haven’t got any time to volunteer. There is a small community here but I’ve not felt like I fit in when I attend their events (mostly wealthy finance or tech people on temporary assignments, we’ve likely moved permanently.)
I sent an old friend/colleague an email this evening and she replied immediately to my work question but left all of the personal bits (children etc) out, whereas we used to share all of those things. It feels like the distance grows greater from my friendships back home too.