I'm gonna try and just make this a reply to everyone in a group instead of quoting everyone, cause that'll take forever, lol. I think I kinda made a bad impression of myself as this horribly sad person who sulks and feels sorry for herself all the time.
I'm really not, if you met me you'd never have a clue. The only reason I'm getting the new job that I am (it is a new role in the holiday park I worked in last year) is because my boss I worked with last year said I was perfect for me since I am really good at working with people, especially kids; I'm very outgoing, I'm not shy at all. I will talk your ear off. Two, I'm very happy-go-lucky and positive. I guess that's one of my downfalls. In person, you would never suspect that there's anything wrong or that I'm really having a bad time. I'm really good at hiding it, I've confided in people I've worked with before once about my eating disorder and my coworker had one too, and I thought "thank goodness, now I have someone I can talk to" not even three days later she was ignoring my texts and avoiding me at work. That really made me not want to confide in anyone about that anymore for sure.
I have done all the things you guys suggested before, I've looked for hobby stuff (I'm an artist, I've designed tattoos for people and the new position I'm working will be heavily art related) but.. around this area and there is just... nothing, really. There is not much going on at all and if there is anything going on it's really a lot to do with kids or football. Which is why my husband and I want to go to Norwich.. I'm kind of on the alternative side in style, (not a ridiculous amount, I don't have any piercings or anything, lol) and music I listen to.. I feel like in the country-village side isn't really a wonderful place to find someone that shares those interests.
As far as seeing doctors, that has been one of the things here that's made me the most infuriated. I've gone to at least 5 different doctors here, and one therapist for my E.D. The doctors here don't seem to care much at all.. but maybe I just have bad luck with them. I don't know if anyone here has gone to a doctor for mental illness but it's still a pretty big stigma and they just kind of brush you off or just write the anti-depressants to get you out of the room. I've told them about how I feel, about my eating disorder which is reeeeally super stigmatised still. I was kinda hesitant to post that I have one but I figured I should mention it since it is such a huge thing I have to deal with. But..honestly, I don't feel like I'm clinically depressed here. I feel like it's just my situation that's really got me so down. I've just not felt very welcomed in this country at all. I try to make appointments here and they always tell me to call back tomorrow at 8 in the morning which I find odd. It feels like trying to get help in this country is like pulling teeth, granted back home isn't super great either, but I wasn't like this back home because I had a support network.
I have considered going to some college classes to meet people and because I also love to learn, but it'd have to come out of my pocket because they won't help me for another 2 years. Which, wouldn't be too bad but it'd be finding the time for it because I'll be working full time, my husband works full time and there's not a bus that goes there from where I am to where I'd need to go. The college is weirdly located, which I thought is odd considering not everyone drives..? I am so frustrated, it seems like once I think "this is what I can do to meet some people" there's something like oh, the bus route doesn't go there. I suppose I could see if there were any night classes but again, if my husband is working and the bus route... ARGJSHADJSHGAJHGDA. Yesterday I was on the verge of tears and now I'm just plain angry about it, lol.
My husband tells me that I should wait for things to get better, like when we move. But I feel like I've wasted so much of my life waiting, I didn't go to school back home because I didn't want to get into debt before I left (I desperately wanted to go to school), I had to wait for us to get the money to do the SS route, then waiting for him to find a job in Malta, then applying for a visa, then waiting for it to get decided upon, waiting for my NHS number, waiting for my RC..
I am grateful for everything I have here, I am so happy I am with my husband after doing the long distance for so many years. I don't want to sound like I am ungrateful I am just so f**kin' frustrated right now and this is the right forum to do it on I guess, lol.
Thank you to everyone that replied and showed concern, it really means a lot to me.