Utter madness in theory, the three years we lived there were the most stressful, traumatic period of life.
But I miss the place, the lifestyle, my friends.
We literally have nobody here.
I came back due to the benefits safety net which I thought would reduce my stress levels but frankly the whole claiming thing has been horrendous and I want to work I hate being reliant, praying the money comes through, begging when it doesn't.
I think I'd rather be poor out there than ok here, I'll never be rich whereever I live, too many kids.