Hello all, I am new to the community forums here but I need to vent, get advice, or just know that I'm not alone...
I am 26 years old and have been married since October. My husband moved here to the USA from England one month before we got married. Prior to that, we had a long-distance relationship for 6 years. Apart from when I was in college living in the dorms, I spent my entire life with my family (parents, sister, and family cat). When my husband moved here, he also moved in with my family while his green card and work permit were being sorted out. Last month, we finally moved out into an apartment across town from my family, and I am an emotional wreck. I was excited about the idea of moving and being on our own, but now that it's actually happened, I cry almost every day because I am so sad about not being with my family anymore. I have been going over there a few times a week to hang out or do laundry, and I cry every time I drive back to the apartment. I also usually cry when they've left after a visit.
My family and I have always been very close and it is really hard to not be with them all the time. I love sitting down to dinner with my family every night and talking about how our day was, watching the evening news together, laughing at tv shows, helping with the gardening & housework, and other day-to-day togetherness things that I probably took for granted. I tear up & straight up cry at random moments throughout the day thinking about my family and what I would normally be doing if I was at home with them. Sometimes I even feel sick to my stomach.
On top of this, I also feel really silly/guilty because my husband moved across the world to be with me. He is close with his family as well, and now only sees them a 1-2x per year, yet he is handling that better than I am handling being 30 minutes away from my family. He is being very supportive about the whole thing, holding me when I cry and listening to me talk about how sad I am. But I still feel horrible for having this extreme of a reaction, I feel like a big baby!
Did anyone else go through this when moving out? Does it get better? It's been almost a full month since we moved out and sometimes I wish I could go back to the way things were, move all our stuff back into my room at home and pretend we never moved out. We were so comfortable there, and I wonder why we moved out in the first place when we were so happy all together.