I think it’s good to start a new life somewhere else. Start with a small circle, fewer responsibilities, leaving this all behind and never look back. Well, visit once per two years might be good.
Start at somewhere no one knows our story, keeps us mysterious, clean and clear, looks simple, no small talk, just a regular one intended to know “the new neighbor”. Perhaps create a new hobby would be refreshing. New life, new society, new activity, or new identity would be better.
It’s warm Sunday afternoon, beautifully spent with family, comfort food, and good books but I still want to move.