This is a really privileged problem to have, I know, but I'm still stuck emotionally, so I thought I'd post here.
I bought a house (with a mortgage) in quite an expensive, poular area of my country some years ago. My fam is from here. It had stood empty for a year and needed lots of cosmetic work, which is why nobody wanted it, so I got a good price on it. The house has gone up in value by about 80%. Minus what I spent on renovations, I would still make a tidy sum if I sold it.
I could move to the opposite end of the country as I've been thinking about for years now. I found the perfect property, too, and it's exactly in the town I would want to live in. It is massively cheaper, would allow me to be mortgage free, have very few outgoings, and I would have a tidy sum left over to do with whatever I want.
The area is beautiful, close to two big cities but still rural enough to feed my soul.
On paper, it seems like the perfect idea to allow myself to work towards my goals (switch fields, become mortgage free, have more time for myself, have a huge garden for growing my own food, have time for long walks with the dog every day instead of squeezing them in wherever there is a little time, and many more.)
So why the duck am I still hesitating? I'm lonely here, people are very closed off and difficult to get to know; I have one childhood friend here, and one friend who herself is probably going to move away at some point. I have a very fraught relationship with my parents, and the family I would miss are my siblings. It's about a 5 hour drive from here to there, so not too bad, and other friends that are not local would be the same distance away. There are no downsides. None. So why can't I do it? Why can’t I just say "Fuckem", list my house and go live my best life?