I grew up rurally in the west country. Moved away for uni and now live in London. Think London is great and have fun, do things, and need to be here for my career. Have a few friends but not hundreds.
Dp and I rent a small flat together. It's a lovely area. Convenient for work. But it doesn't feel like home. It's just a couple of rooms that are filled with my things. I own all the furniture and have been allowed to paint to my taste. I don't really have time to do community type stuff, and I guess the closest thing to feeling within the community is that the man in the wine shop knows me😂
When did you first feel like you had a 'home' after moving out of your childhood home?