I miss my friends alot, but I miss my family more. My parents were more than just my parents, they were my friends too and my brother and I were so close I was his 'best girl' when he got married. I cannot explain how much grief I felt losing them (i was disf)- it is like they live in an alternative universe or they've died, except they are living five minutes away from me, and any minute I could drive past them in the car, or bump into them at the supermarket.
At the beginning you think you will never cope, and you just survive. I very fortunate to have a very loving partner who picks me up and sustains me throughout a lot. After a while you learn to live, but sometimes the hurt strikes you again when you least expect it. Normally something stupid like a film you used to watch with them, or a song.
I've found it hard to make friends outside the org, but have found surprising support with the people I work with, who have done things for me because they want to, not because an org is making them, and that has been surprising and heartwarming and these are the beginnings of new friendships. And they know my background, they know who I used to be and they still like me!
CoC - you have to do what is right for you and you alone. I hope you are able to decide without being torn in two inside.
Take care
Aphrael