My family (4 of us) moved into our new home 3 months ago.
We were living in a small home (1600 square foot finished side-split with no storage to speak of). We enjoyed our home very much for the first 10 years of our children's life. But there were some things that really started to annoy us. We were in a noisy, heavy traffic area on a busy street. Whenever it snowed, the plows would empty the parking lot across the street with their damn backup beepers, there were noisy birds (Grackles and Crows) every morning and virtually no privacy. Our backyard was lower than the sidewalk by 4 feet and we couldn't put up a fence. So anyone passing by could see in.
Property taxes were also getting stupid. We were getting close to $6k/year plus mortgage, utilities, upkeep, etc. Simply living in our home would cost over $1k a month to carry not including the mortgage or maintenance.
We'd been there for almost 8 years and it was a great little home. But last spring we found a used needle in our backyard. My youngest daughter brought it to me during spring cleanup. I was mortified.
We decided to move. The neighbourhood wasn't sketchy (We lived 100 meters from the water and were surround by million dollar homes) but transient foot traffic was becoming a problem. So we sold our home and moved to a new home in a new neighbourhood. A much better and safer neighbourhood and it's just outside of the city in a higher class community. We don't have people walking around shooting up and throwing their needles in our backyard. Instead, people are respectfully walking their dogs. We're surrounded by trees and it's quiet (except for the morning cackle of Crows which is REALLY annoying).
I was fully expecting/hoping that my happiness would skyrocket by solving some of the issues. Our home had been an area of challenge for a while. The noise and the lack of room. Fearing snow because of the backup beepers across the street, hating people walking by throwing their garbage in our backyard. Small house and overflowing. And the catalyst to change was the needle.
But with the new move, my happiness has actually diminished? We now have more room (It's not an overly large home), we're loving our hot tub (Boy are we ever loving the hot tub) and on paper, everything is better. Our property taxes are nearly cut in half, we're replacing the furnace shortly and are buying a hot water tank so utilities will also be lower than the previous home. So our carrying costs will be less and we have more equity in the value of the home. The home was about $150k more but hey, it's equity and manageable. We're one of the less expensive homes in a very desirable neighbourhood.
We moved 5 minutes out of town into an executive neighbourhood. It's quieter but I also feel isolated. The advantage of living where we did was that there was always hustle and bustle. It's a double edged sword.
It could be that we moved when it was cold and there was snow on the ground and we've not had a chance to enjoy our new environment that much. I haven't been out riding my bike yet. It could be that the first 3 months has been an adjustment period and this is typical with a move.
I have a complete fitness studio in the new home, a theatre, a 400 square foot living room with vaulted ceilings. They girls bedrooms are bigger and they have closets now (they didn't before). The carrying costs are reasonable but I'll tell ya, a year ago my goal was to be able to FIRE. Now, I can't even imagine the isolation of not being involved in some sort of "office hustle bustle" type setting.
On paper, everything is better, but I can't help but feel isolated and lonely. I work from home 3-4 days of the week and that doesn't help.
Anyways, I feel like something is wrong but I can't place it.It could be my job/career. It could be that I just turned 40. It could be that
I've been fighting with the crows for the last week. They just sit outside cawing and cawing flying from tree to tree. So aggravating! We moved for some more quiet and now we have these bastards to contend with!
So I don't believe it's the house that's causing me to feel less happy. I'm trying to figure out what it is. I struggle with where my unhappiness is stemming from and I don't know how to isolate it?
I WANT to love my new home. I WANT to be happier. I WANT to appreciate all of our blessings. But there's something preventing me from seeing those wonderful things. Instead, I'm focusing on the Crows and the isolation (and whatever else is contributing to the negative emotion I can't seem to place).
Anyways, just wanted to share to get my thoughts "on paper" somehow.
For those thinking a new house will make them happier. It won't. Not that the new house made me less happy, but there's something in the mix here.
Love your post. Thank you for being so open to anonymous people. This seems like such an important signal that for your personal situation, life is not right, and that there's almost a cry for help here after pulling the trigger on such a big purchase. The "I WANT to be happy" statements are so important. Edit: I particularly love the jump between “perhaps it is because I just turned 40. Perhaps it is the crows”.
The replies have touched a nerve for me, perhaps because I feel as though they seem to me to be overtly holier-than-thou (you need to CHOOSE to be happy, think about the starving children in Africa that are thankful for a glass of water!), followed by guidance that doesn't really mean anything. You might be able to bash your head up against the wall and continue to tell yourself to be thankful, to be happy, maybe to smile a little bit more - and gosh be a little more extroverted, and just stop being so unthankful!
That'll work for a month and then you'll be back to a similar state, now increasingly frustrated that you just can't get it right. Even though you've tried so hard! Maybe then you medicate and learn to smile in your home and tell yourself that there's something wrong with you for not being happy.
All of this is losing sight of the forest while focusing on a few individual trees (house, job, crows, sound annoyances).
I'd say that's all absolute fucking garbage/bullshit. The solution to your problems is not at a surface level - a simple 'habit hack' that maybe if you try for a month can solve this.
My guidance is this:
1. Realize that happiness is an intensely personal journey and no random internet stranger is going to have the silver bullet. The random internet stranger may approach you as a rationalist, clearly able to parse through your negative emotions and purport a clearly rational response to your problems. And yet, we are not rational, the things you are bringing up are intensely personal and it'd be hard to find the exact 'why' for this perpetual unhappiness you seem to be finding yourself in.
2. Where I would start if it were me is: the realization that somewhere, for a long time, you lost the 'why' for the things you're doing. You’re entering your 40s, when were you last happy? When did you have purpose in your life? Was it before you had a house? Before you had kids, married, or both? Have you ever had that sense of purpose or have you dove into the things that ‘should be’ important to you (family, kids, wife, career success)? I'd say the answer to your problem is to start on a journey to figure out why it may be that you can't quite seem to find that purpose.
What is the heroic journey you have been embarking on in your life? What is the point/purpose you've been doing this all for? Is your hero journey to provide for your family? You mention that their happiness levels are all nearly 10, and you've rescued them from the needle infested neighborhood you used to live in. Perhaps that isn't where your true happiness lies.
You also mention working from home, and your attempt at not being isolated is working at a shopping mall. That would make me feel even more isolated! Being in an anonymous heap of people milling about looking at new shiny things to buy. No thanks.
To me, it doesn't sound like (potentially - I don't know - I am a random internet stranger) the upgrades for your family are what truly make you happy. Maybe your job provides something, but you are also missing a lot. How engaged are you? Is it purposeful? If it isn't, where are you finding it? Is FIRE turning into an escape mechanism from all these things?
3. Maybe I'd suggest reading a few books, find some that speak to you. I am a huge fan of Carl Jung. Read the first 150 pages of "Man and his symbols" Then refer back to #2 and ask yourself where you went wrong. And I mean that truly, not for a response to anyone, but inside yourself, deeply, what is it that drives you? Both your rational side and your other half. The people that survive the most terrible things, or are content with little, typically see their life as part of a grand story. Do you have religion? Think about how devout the poor, unwashed masses are in the world. They live with nothing but are filled with something that drives them. That gives them purpose. I truly believe that in modern society we have lost that. The proof here being that you thought a house would help. You might also read "Man's Search for Meaning". Maybe "Notes from the Underground" from Dostoevsky.
4. And ultimately, I would talk to someone. Psychologist, religious leader, someone that can get to know you deeply. Help them pull out the things you can't see. It's clear that the things that bother you are not the things that are truly the problems to be solved. If they were -- well, you'd be happy because you solved them!
4a. You also mentioned you were diagnosed with generalized anxiety and depression. I think (and this is a random internet stranger's opinion that may be biased by his own biases), that there is just so much more to your 'problem'. And the question and answer to it are so much bigger than you will ever solve for here. You may get some utilitarian and rationalist Stoicism gobbledegook (which, don't get me wrong, is helpful for some things) here that probably won't do you good.
I do hope that something in this rambling helps you. We live in such a sterilized world that I think it can be hard to find much meaning in things, or connections to 'real-enough' people that can actually help you.