We've been house hunting for almost a year and seen nothing, and then this weekend we found our dream place. Loved everything about it. Biggest thing was that we had friends down the street and lots of children the same age as ours. Our oldest in particular struggles socially; having kids close by is really crucial for us. It had been on the market 8 months. Long story short - someone outbid us.
I'm crushed. Beyond crushed, I have been crying constantly. I feel as though we will never get past this. Our decision not to go higher feels like it will haunt me, I feel as though this is the worse decision we've ever made. What if we never find a house/street like it? I feel as though we had a chance to finally feel as though we belong, and for our children to. And we threw it away for £5000. I feel sick.