...and I'm so sad about it.
This is a completely self pitying post, I know people have it harder, especially at the moment.
My long-term DP died very recently after a illness that lasted a few years. I can no longer afford to live in the rented home we shared with our young daughter without his PIP contribution to the household. I always knew this would be the case, but I'm just so fucking sad.
We've lost our family unit and our home too. I'm trying to reframe it in my own mind as a fresh start - this house in many ways is synonymous with his decline in health, but it's also the place where we plotted our future (before we learned that would never be) and shared our dreams. And we so many of them.
It's just so hard to say goodbye.