How do you make genuine friendships when you’re an expat parent?
I’ve lived in Valencia for eight years. I have a nearly 4 year old…I know people here. And yet, I’m lonely in a way that’s hard to explain because I feel like I genuinely shouldn’t be.
The social opportunity in Valencia is definitely here. It’s warm, outdoor, full of other expats and other parents who also moved somewhere foreign and are probably quietly hoping someone invites them to something. The conditions are there.
And yet… Somewhere between the move, a child and the general chaos of building a life from scratch, I stopped investing in friendships and started investing entirely in survival. I made my world smaller and smaller and told myself it was a temporary sacrifice. Turns out it was the worst thing I could have done for my mental health.
Fast forward nearly 4 years later it’s just become the shape of my life. The loneliness isn’t Valencia’s fault. It’s not even a location problem. It’s that I let stress become my whole identity and it’s hard to show up for new relationships when you’re running on empty.
Expat parents, did this happen to you? How did you actually build real friendships, not just acquaintances?