How did you feel about moving?

I think it's best to try to know where you like to live: big city, small town. Some of these little things help the process of acclimating.

Very wise words indeed!

I've also lived in a number of countries, but for me, I can't be in a big city.

I hate them and find them claustrophobic, cloying and depressing.  I am native to a large city, too - Houston.

But something in my nature just doesn't get on with them.

Luckily, one of the first places I lived in on my own was a vegetable farm about 12km outside of Strasbourg when I was 15, and it was like coming home.

Since then, I've tried city life again, but it's just not for me.

Horses for courses.  Find what style you like and if you're going to be making a big change in location, try to go for similar - small town, big city, very rural, etc.

Horses for courses. 

You've been in Scotland for too long! I swear that's everyone's favorite expression here!

You've been in Scotland for too long! I swear that's everyone's favorite expression here!

Not too long, only a little over 5 years.

No such thing as 'too long' in Scotland! 

No such thing as 'too long' in Scotland! 

Well, seeing as we won't be going anytime soon, hopefully, I suppose you're right.

I don't see us going back to the US permanently anytime soon at all, maybe never.

My apologies for this wee diversion from the thread but in all honesty, I love all the Scottish expressions. My two favorite being when my husband sees something really weird or ugly, he yells, 'look at the state of that'  and the other being 'they were all swanning about'
we live by a pond where a lot of swans live and they really don't do much at all

I was so excited!!!  Many of my family had lived overseas for jobs and I knew the job I was moving for was a great one...well known in the international private school sector.  I had already moved away from my family a few times and my friends were spread over the country.  And while it's not always been perfect, I have not regretting the move at all.

I'm still in the process now, but I really can't wait!  I'm fantasizing about it all the time ^_^  When I get up in the morning, I want to kill the alarm because it's not giving me enough time to lie around fantasizing about living in Britain with my boyfriend.

I REALLY cannot wait to start my new life.  I feel like at this point I've tied up loose ends like finishing the novel I started in 2000, making my own movie and getting into a couple of art shows, so I'm feeling like there's not much left to do here.  Sort of the "big fish in a small pond" feeling.  I also feel like I've grown apart from my friends and was never that close to my family, so I don't have much to lose.  In fact, nothing to lose.

So this needs to hurry up and happen already.  I'm X-ing off days on the calendar and close to screaming at it to hurry up and be the end of the semester so I can get out of here.

On any other day I would have told you that I'm excited and dying to move. No matter the challenge it'll be worth it and I'm ready to do what I have to do.

Unfortunately today I'm thinking about throwing in the towel and doing as mom and dad suggested by moving in with them so I can be their little old maid caretaker till they die. Just give up on love altogether and realize that it's just not possible for me. No matter how hard I try and work and love...at the end of the day I'm still alone as I ever was. I know there is nothing I can do, I can change myself as much as I want...or can but I can never change the world or those that live in it. More importantly I can't change his mind. He doesn't see how hard I work to get there or all the late nights reading site after site or all the stupid questions I ask people constantly searching for that glimmer of hope that I can be there with him. He doesn't see me as I lie in bed awake for hours. He doesn't know I'm well on my way to having an ulcer from the stress and worry. He doesn't realize as he's impatiently sitting there that I have to do all this work, I have to leave my family, I have to MOVE TO ANOTHER COUNTRY! I'm scared and worried and sick and I'm completely alone. He doesn't have to hear what they all say to me. He doesn't hear me defend myself...US. He doesn't realize that while he's over there hurting so bad he can't get out of bed that I'm hurting so bad in other places and still getting out of bed, going to work, dealing with family, AND trying to get to him. And he has no idea he's made me cry.

Crappy thing is, I don't even like my family. This isn't home anymore but I don't know if I have a home out there anywhere.

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On any other day I would have told you that I'm excited and dying to move. No matter the challenge it'll be worth it and I'm ready to do what I have to do.

Unfortunately today I'm thinking about throwing in the towel and doing as mom and dad suggested by moving in with them so I can be their little old maid caretaker till they die. Just give up on love altogether and realize that it's just not possible for me. No matter how hard I try and work and love...at the end of the day I'm still alone as I ever was. I know there is nothing I can do, I can change myself as much as I want...or can but I can never change the world or those that live in it. More importantly I can't change his mind. He doesn't see how hard I work to get there or all the late nights reading site after site or all the stupid questions I ask people constantly searching for that glimmer of hope that I can be there with him. He doesn't see me as I lie in bed awake for hours. He doesn't know I'm well on my way to having an ulcer from the stress and worry. He doesn't realize as he's impatiently sitting there that I have to do all this work, I have to leave my family, I have to MOVE TO ANOTHER COUNTRY! I'm scared and worried and sick and I'm completely alone. He doesn't have to hear what they all say to me. He doesn't hear me defend myself...US. He doesn't realize that while he's over there hurting so bad he can't get out of bed that I'm hurting so bad in other places and still getting out of bed, going to work, dealing with family, AND trying to get to him. And he has no idea he's made me cry.

Crappy thing is, I don't even like my family. This isn't home anymore but I don't know if I have a home out there anywhere.

It's not really any of my business, but do you two communicate?  Phone calls, emails, texts?

There's no reason in this day and age for you to feel so isolated.  You need his support while you do all the footwork for the visa (It's normal for the US fiance to pick up all the slack on this one) at least in the form of a text or email every day.  And a phone call once a week--everyday if you guys can get Skype.

Don't move in with your parents!   

Ok, that's all I've got to say for now.

It's not really any of my business, but do you two communicate?  Phone calls, emails, texts?

There's no reason in this day and age for you to feel so isolated.  You need his support while you do all the footwork for the visa (It's normal for the US fiance to pick up all the slack on this one) at least in the form of a text or email every day.  And a phone call once a week--everyday if you guys can get Skype.

Don't move in with your parents!   

Ok, that's all I've got to say for now.

There is a bit of reason in this day and age. We have skype and all that but he has sciatic issues and at the moment(for the past month) his back/leg has been out on him. All he can do is lay in the bed and even that is painful to him. Yesterday I got him to call me on skype and then lay in the bed to talk to me so I could discuss all this with him. He was very helpful in that he gave me info from his passport, ages of his parents and even asked them about the mortgage statement and welcome letter that I was nervous about.

So ya, the communication is there but it's a matter of catching him. The medicine they have him on makes him sleep so our schedules are completely out of whack. When the medicine hasn't kicked in he's usually a bit grumpy which I completely understand, I would be too if I were in pain that long on a constant basis.

That's another reason for the worry and stress, I want to be there to help him and comfort him but there is nothing I can do from here. I urge him to go back to the doctor but he can't walk long enough to get himself there even with a ride.

Now, what would truly help would be a devise that would transport me to him, like in Star Trek...I wouldn't mind having Scottie there either just for kicks.

There is a bit of reason in this day and age.

I'm sorry, I didn't realize about the physical issues, etc.  Hopefully you'll be able to work out all the details and you'll be there as soon as possible to take care of each other.

I'm sorry, I didn't realize about the physical issues, etc.  Hopefully you'll be able to work out all the details and you'll be there as soon as possible to take care of each other.

Don't worry about it. I just read over that again and it sounded quite snotty which was not my intention at all.

I'm really frustrated because not only is he a man that refuses to go to the doctor like he should but any time he goes they give him some medicine that doesn't help him and send him home. They haven't actually diagnosed him. He's been in this condition for years so you would think that they would have figured it out by now. What he needs is an MRI to find the nerve in question so they can move on from there but I guess MRI's are not something they want to dole out to people. I know they are expensive to get, my doc wanted me to have one but when I found out my insurance wouldn't cover it and the total would be approx. $5000 I turned them down and told them I would live with the pain. My younger brother works for Siemens and said that an MRI machine costs roughly $1,000,000 so I guess that's to do with it too. I just wish there were some way I could help him.