r/Homesick

I’m a ex country/farm kid - 40 years old now with my own family and when I pass through the area I grew up in I often go to some of the places I loved to play on the farm I lived on as a child . Makes me feel a weird type of happy and sad mixed into one . I wonder if people from the city do the same as in drive to their old street and just sit and think ? Or in town are you just the weirdo parked in your car for no reason

It’s so weird how sentimental we can get towards objects. But I can’t hold onto these things forever, and it’s time to move on. I hope that they find good homes ,and I miss them already and it’s just tough.

I was really happy moving to my new flat.
It has communal gardens and they looked sad and overgrown.
I have mental health issues and I feel sad at times.
Anyway I found as very overgrown patch and weeded it all. I started buying plants from the garden centre.
I was buying plants that were on their last legs and planting them. To see them flourish made me feel happy.
I wasn’t doing it to think I’m the best or anything it was giving me a purpose to live.
I felt the plants were like me dead inside and seeing them thrive made me happy.
Anyway one of the neighbours confronted me and said I’m trying to change everything and she had never met anyone like me. She has lived here 25 years..
I’m devastated and I couldn’t go outside today she said everyone is talking about me but honestly I wasn’t doing it to say I am the best.
I wasn’t doing it for my mental health.
I hate myself and I have been shaking all day and I hate myself.

I'm 23 y.o., work remotely as a developer. My family had already been displaced once by war years ago, and after finishing my degree in Russia this year, I had a narrow window before I'd have to either continue studying or face mandatory military service.

So months ago, I decided to leave. I saved up, planned it carefully, and about a week ago my wife and I relocated to Southeast Asia. I sold most of my belongings, my computer, my desk setup, anything that didn't fit in a suitcase.

Now that we're here, and I just feel like I made a huge mistake. I miss my comfort, my routine. I haven't slept properly in a week. I keep having thoughts like "I should've just stayed," even though I know what staying could have meant. I also feel guilty watching my wife struggle with the same adjustment, like I dragged her into this.

Logically I know the decision was planned, not impulsive. But right now it just feels like I gave up everything for... nothing? I can't see clearly what the next 6 months, a year, two years look like, and that uncertainty is eating at me.

Has anyone else gone through something like this, leaving for a serious reason and then hitting this disorientation? How did you get through the first weeks? Did it get better, and how long did it took?

Hi!

I am really struggling with a dilemma. 3 years ago my husband and I moved away from the San Francisco Bay Area to upstate New York. My husband went to college nearby so we had some friends here already upon moving.

However, we have zero family around. My in-laws are 6 hours away by car and my family is in CA about 3 hours away from where we lived in the Bay Area. This wasn’t a concern the first few years being here.

But we had a baby this year and I am suddenly feeling major regret about moving here. My mom has visited several times and each time I am devastated when she leaves. I long to have a village and I feel guilty to my baby for not allowing him the opportunity to grow up around family and cousins and see them more than a few times a year. My grandparents are still alive and I would love my baby to have a relationship with them.

The idea of moving to be near my family (3 hours from where we moved from 3 years ago) keeps crossing my mind. It is a much higher cost of living than where we currently live, but we would be able to make it work comfortably. It is much more suburban than where we live currently and less walkable but the schools are significantly better and there is less crime. We both have remote jobs which would make moving easier. I have a few friends in the area from growing up there but we would have to work to create a circle of friends similar to what we have now.

When we moved we agreed if we hated it we could always move back. But I really do love where we currently live and although where my family lives is very nice, if they did not live there, I wouldn’t consider moving back. I have put the idea out there for family to move closer to us, but it is not an option. I worry that if we do end up moving back, we will be bored in suburbia and will regret it in 10 years. I want to make sure o think this through and it’s not the postpartum hormones talking. Has anyone been through something similar?

Thanks!

Ahora estoy estudiando en cordoba, pero me estoy sintiendo sola en el primer semestre no me sentia asi, osea, estaba tranquila no extrañaba a mi familia ni me sentia mal, pero ahora tengo una nostalgia que me esta pesando demasiado, haciendo que llore todos los dias desde que volvi de nuevo (amo cordoba), pero ns que deberia hacer, si le digo a mis padres todo lo que invirtieron en mi, en el dep y todo lo demas va a ser en vano, pero tampoco quiero estar sintiendo vacia y sola mientras estoy aca, de verdad quisiera estar tranquila y quedarme, pero extraño demasiado a mi familia...