Published on 12, July, 2020
Hello everyone,
Just wondering if anyone has ever been in a similar situation? I still live at home with my mum and the past few years have become increasingly difficult for her to keep the family home going especially considering I can't contribute as I am one of the 78% of unemployed people with autism. Anyway she was sadly forced into selling and today we finally moved. I left behind the only home I have ever known (we lived abroad for about 5 years when I was very young but kept the house and rented it out). I've really been dreading it all happening and kind of hoped in some distant fairytale land that some how it wouldn't happen. But now it has and I've struggled so much today. I've been crying every few minutes and I am NOT a crier. Ever. I'm just really really struggling with it all. I'm guessing my ASD and the whole resistance to change thing is playing a part here but I feel like such a wally. People move house all the time and its really not a big deal. I know my friends and family are there for me but I don't feel like I can really talk to them about how much I hate this because there are so many very much worse things in the world. Don't get me wrong, I fully understand, especially given the last year, that things could be a lot worse and I am very grateful for what I do have. I also know that in time it will get easier and I just need to get used to it all but at the moment I'm struggling to see past it all. I spent the majority of my 30 years in that house with the same neighbours, the same everything. And because mum was forced into selling she had to find somewhere quick so our new house is far from ideal and neither of us are particularly excited by the prospect.
Has anyone else ever struggled with having to move house?
Sophie
i lived in my parents home all my life until age 31 or 32 or something, then got lucky in life and moved out into my own place.was always wanting to move and have self reliance and security, which is a good thing, but i did feel sad and it took a while to sink in that i had moved and this new place was my place and my reality now. i even sorta felt sad to be leaving behind my arguments with my dad lol as he was always on my case all the time to get a job and move out and always was stressful to deal with but yeah on my final day of moving and before left parents, my motorbike ready and about to step through door my final goodbye did feel sad, just a normal bye im going now short type of thing i usually do and leave but the feel was in the air that its final and im going and i think we probably all felt it, no matter the arguments or hard to get along a parting is always sad and my dad was silent too so i guess hed miss me even though he wanted me gone so badly. its also a sign of time moving on, time passing us, aging, life moving on, times coming to a end, its all a depressing thing really.