I hope I didn’t write this before, but I’m at my wits end. I’m 71, have lived in PA and then in MD for 35 years. Two of my 3 kids and their families live in VA. and they kept hounding me to move down. I didn’t want to do it. Finally after 4-5 years, I decided to do it. So here I am, and I hate this place. I wish I’d have never moved. I love being with my kids and their families, but they have lives so it’s only about once a week, which is understandable. I am so very sorry I moved here …. it’s been nothing but upheaval and trouble for me since I did. One thing after another. I see a therapist and Psychiatrist every other week for therapy and meds., but that’s 3 hours away. My kids just don’t “get it” ….. they don’t want to hear anything about me that might even be slightly negative. HIP HIP HOORAY! That’s my life as they think it should be. Well, it’s not. They have no idea what I mentally go through, and this move has just turned my world upside down in every possible way ….. physically, mentally, emotionally, financially (big time!). It feels like I’m just here, waiting for the end. I know this sounds like a pity party and I guess it is ….. I’m sorry. I just never imagined this point in my life would be this sad.