To think I will miss this shitty flat

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I'm moving out of my rented flat soon to a lovely 2 bed terrace with my 2 young DC. I moved to the flat when DD was a tot and I was 5 months pregnant with DS. The flat was an absolute crap hole but I was a single mum in a desperate position and I took it on because I had no other options. Over the past few years I've redecorated and made it cosy and homely. Nothing fancy, but it's to my taste and lots of warm fairy lights, the DC's artwork on the wall etc. However, everything is still falling apart, we have a mould problem and I was over the moon (still am) when I was recently accepted for our new house. I've dreamed of a house and a garden for so long. Moving day is just around the corner and I'm suprised to find myself tearing up a bit when I think of leaving the flat. I think this place was a "stepping stone" for me and I've gone through a real transformation process whilst living here. I was forced to face up to how fucking shit I was with money and sort my debt out, my driving instructor picked me up from here for my first ever driving lesson, I sat on my battered sofa every night studying my OU course. I took pictures of DD in the lounge on her first day of school, I bathed my newborn son's tiny body for the first time in the million year old bath. Every splodge/crayon stain tells a story of my kids growing up. I've spent so long moaning about this place instead of reflecting on the times we have had here and now I'm worried about the new house feeling like "home".

Farewell, shitty flat. :(

It's been a really important part of your life for so long. Take photos before you leave, and you'll be able to look back at the memories. Your new house will become your home very quickly.

I felt lime that - moved from a little 2 bed to a 4 bedroom 3 x size house when l met DH but felt sad. More about the feeling of independence the last house gave me

I've loved reading all the comments. Thank you

Take loads of pics before you leave.

Email them to yourself with the titles

"Where I studied"
"Where we cuddled"
"Where you did this xxxx first"

Etc

I get teary about the crappy one bedroom flat me & ds moved into with my late dp after I split from my husband, the day he signed for it all he had was a single bed, a deck chair, a television & dvd player, 1 plate, 1 mug, 1 bowl & 1 set of cutlery. I went to the supermarket & bought pots, pans, glasses, bedding, utensils, food & wine, dragged my double blow up bed to the car & picked ds up from school on the Friday afternoon, we drove the 25 miles with music blasting out, singing. I had been in court that morning for a non molestation order, but once we were in the car it didn't matter, we lived in that flat for over 2 years, no sofa for the first year, just that blow up bed that we slept on, sat on, ate our meals on, water ran down the walls when it rained but we didn't care, it was home.

Don't worry what your feeling is natural! You will go on to make a lovely home in your new house full of new memories! Think of the happiness it will bring your children to have a garden to play and run around in! Hope you have a smooth transition to your new home 🏡

Really feeling this thread! I’m in the shitty flat now, on the hunt for a new place with a garden (have 3 viewings tomorrow, please wish me luck!) as much as I’ve hated this place & its tiny kitchen, bloody ancient bathroom & damp in the bedroom, so many firsts have happened for my girls here, the neighbours have always been lovely & i will be slightly teary when I leave. But the thought of a new place & a garden for the kids just makes me so excited!

Every good wish for tomorrow @UsernameSpoosername

You sound like such a strong woman and the description of your home has made me cry. Your new home is going to be amazing, I hope you enjoy every second.

Thank you @billy1966

As a family we still reminisce about our shitty flat. It was AWFUL on paper but we had a lovely neighbour opposite us on the same landing...and the sunsets were amazing. It was a tight-knit, rough but fabulous working class area...close to where I grew up. The kitchen was so small that I couldn't walk in one direction...just make two steps. But it was lovely in a way.

I was just like this before I moved! Those feelings will soon turn into how the hell did I use to cope in that place now I have this! congrats on your new home!

I'm moving out of my own "shitty flat" of 7 years soon, & this thread really struck a cord! I moved in here young & naive with my ex whom I so desperately wanted to marry. He subsequently cheated on me and moved out and my little flat nursed me through the heartbreak & the scary days of living alone. It was my sanctuary and my own home full of flowers and pink duvets. The place my friends would want to come and stay over at, also the location for many a wild party! It subsequently helped me through the cancer diagnosis of both my parents, two knee surgeries, one broken elbow and the time I collapsed with sepsis. 7 years later the neighbours are awful. We've had armed police outside our door, the maintenance charges have tripled, we desperately need more room and cannot face another summer with no garden. I'm now happily married & it's time to move on and start a new chapter. I know I will be so emotional as I leave my shitty little flat (I hate even calling it that!) for the final time but It's time for somebody else to have their chapter here. I'm glad I'm not alone in feeling this way!