NRTFT
my example:
DH and I met while living overseas at the opposite side of the world to our families.
DH had broke up with ExW who didn’t take him finding someone new too well and caused issues with their mutual friends. DH is an introvert so only has a small group of friends.
I was in the middle of negotiating a transfer to another city when we met. We fell pregnant very quickly so had to decide where the relationship was going as I was being transferred regardless. DH moved with me so we were both now in a completely new city and knew no one. Initially I was very up for the move, I’d agreed to it when single and no ties to the city, I’d moved to the other side of the world alone making lots of friends so was happy to do it again as I was a very social person.
However, I wasn’t particularly social in my new role, bad pregnancy plus I was seen as a ‘spy” from HQ and people were wary of me. All fine I was there to do a job and knew I wouldn’t be loved ( my company took over theirs). if I hadn’t have been pregnant I have been out making friends and joining in every social event.
DH got a temp contract which he actually loved and made lots of friends, considering he didn’t like socialising, he did a lot.
All went well for a couple of years but then I was made redundant while pregnant with our 2nd child, so DH had to get a more secure and better paid role as I was the high earner at the time.
Fast forward a year, DHs knew job was ok, he missed his old friends, I missed mine from previous city, we had 2 young children and decided to move but where, back to previous city where we’d struggle to ever own and would be living month to month or back to the uk where we thought we’d have family support? We choose uk.
After much moving around finding work, area to live that wasn’t too far from either family, are rose tinted glasses fell off and we remembered the reasons we both left. I was the scape goat child of a narcissistic mother and DH was the forgotten child, no nastiness like my family he’s just more an afterthought in his family.
Even though all our siblings had loads for family support with their children this wasn’t afforded to us. I’d didn’t take us long to realise this and not much longer for my toxic family to push me to go completely NC and regret ever allowing them in my DCs lives.
We finally settled, found a nice house and school, but no where near family. We moved in 2 weeks before our oldest started reception. We’ve been here 8 years now and yes we do have friends and sometimes we can call upon them for help, but it’s taken years to build those friendships by which point the younger harder years have slowly passed, the dcs are more independent so it’s easier to leave them with others, as well as for our friends to want to help out.
We’ve also seemed to have found a group of friends who have been in similar situations to us. Many moved here around the same time to a new build estate and many have no family support so we’ve connected that way, but only really in the last 2 years. As a whole the group all have the same thing in common, we learnt to manage things on our own and never rely on others for help.