Let me start this post by saying I know that I'm being unreasonable and seriously overreacting and that this is very much a First World Problem. I have really bad PMT right now, too, which isn't helping!
Our lovely neighbours, who have been next door to us for years, are moving out today. They have both recently retired and are going to join family in another city. I know they will be really happy there.
But I feel like I'm on the verge of tears, even though we're not "close" friends. They've just been great people as neighbours. We've been next door for over a decade, have watched their fantastic kids grow up and leave home and become wonderful adults. We've had a mutual cat-sitting arrangement for years, and I'm going to miss their kittie too. We've never had a single cross word, about anything. And now, as I watch all their furniture get stacked onto a truck, I feel like sobbing.
I'm also anxious about what the next people will be like - I've had awful, awful neighbours before, and it's such a horrible experience. Just praying to God they aren't noisy and aggressive. Because of things that have happened in the past (a period of homelessness as a teenager), feeling secure and safe at home is quite important to me.
I know I'm being ridiculous and lacking in perspective, and I know that I should be happy for them. I'm just a bit shocked and confused at how strongly I feel about this. And it has helped to put it anonymously out there in writing.