So during covid I separated sold my big beautiful house and went to buy another but when the market went crazy I couldn't. Well I probably could've but I thought it would get better and it just got worse. So now I'm stuck in an apartment for the first time in my life even tho I owned a home since I was 23. I'm 39. Already feeling pretty crappy about the entire situation. Anyway, I don't have my kids half the week and I sleep at my boyfriends lovely home when I don't have them. He very rarely comes to my house. And states that he would've come to my house more if I owned a home but he's not as comfortable in an apartment so he would rather me go there. I feel like I do most of the work here going back and forth and it's frustrating.