I'm the same way. Where I was abused a lot was in a certain town. When I'm halfway between my dad's town and this other town (where mom lived) my anxiety goes through the roof and I become panicky. I am so glad to get back home to my dad's town. I have actually moved from that terrible town to the same area where my dad lives now. It's very nice.

It's funny. You are exactly the opposite of me. I like the country, while I detest the city. I'd rather not be around people than be where I had no privacy to do anything in my own yard...

Hang in there. You're slowly getting there.