Posting here for traffic.
Looking for brutal honesty and objectivity, but please don't bash just for the hell of it.
I live in France, have two dc in the equivalents of yr 11 and yr 13.
I am late 40s.
I haven' been happy for some time and am seriously considering divorce.
I have a stable job here which pays enough for me to be OK on my own and enough equity to be able to buy something.
I am trying to find the courage to actually make the leap. I am held back by fear, mostly, but also not knowing what to do for the best. I know I'm not ready yet, but it's becoming more real in my mind.
In my heart of hearts I want to move home to England. I have never felt settled here as we have moved around a lot for dh's work and the friends I do have are scattered around. Apart from some very nice colleagues I only have one real friend in my town. I also really do not like where we live.This would all be bearable if my marriage was strong but sadly it is all but dead. We have grown apart and don't want the same things anymore and I can't see myself growing old with him. We live in the same house and co-parent but neither of us are happy. This seems to be enough for my dh but I am slowly dying inside. I feel so lonely. I made the "sacrifice" of staying here and moving around every few years because of dh. Now the love has gone I don't want to be here anymore.
The last few years have been tough as I have come to face this truth (I feel as though I've grieved. I used to feel sad but now feel almost at peace with the facts, however strange that sounds). I've also struggled with a work situation which is thankfully on its way to being resolved now, and perimenopause. I feel like I'm getting stronger now and putting my needs perhaps not first, but no longer last.
My children are the only thing keeping me here. I know my first responsibility is to them right now but I am starting to wonder if moving home to England one day quite soon is not such a crazy idea.
I only have one parent left and would like to spend more time with them. This awful year and Brexit have made being far away so much harder. I am also so, so done with being a foreigner. I speak the language fluently after 25 years here but it's still not home.
I do realize, however, that moving home to England in my fifties would be tough. I would have to start from scratch in terms of employment, so NMW probably. Also any equity I gave from the sale of my property here wouldn't go far in my hometown (SE).
I would like some outsiders' opinions on my options/ ideas. General thoughts or personal experience also much appreciated.
- Leave my dh now (when I feel brave enough) and stay local while my dc finish school, college and possibly university (one at least will be going to the local university). This could mean potentially five to seven more years. If I did this I would probably buy something rather than rent, possibly renovate/flip. I could then either stay, go home or move elsewhere in France to somewhere I'd rather live. In 7 years I will be mid 50s so will no doubt find it very hard to find work and start over in England, so I have to seriously consider staying in France, but not necessarily this area.
- Stay with dh another two years until the youngest dc has decided where to study. This dc is less likely to want to stay local and dc1 will hopefully by then be more independent. We will also only have two years left on mortgage so will have more equity. I will be 50 by then. Marginally easier to start over in England. But again, possible move to another area in France where I can start over. Also takes the pressure off to leave now. But it will never be easy, will it?
- Leave dh now and rent for two years until dc2 has decided what to do, then either stay and buy or move back to GB or elsewhere in France. Again, I will be 50. I am loathe to rent but it would allow me to get away more quickly without having to sell property first.
How much damage would me moving back to England do to my children? Is there a time/age which would be less detrimental?
If I stay in France, how can I be happy if what I really want is to go home?
Should I even be entertaining these thoughts about going home? I've stifled them for so long, and just accepted that my choice to have children here overrides everything else. But forever?