My house.
Things haven't been good with DH for some time, and I'm beginning to accept it might not be recoverable.
I think there have been lots of reasons I haven't ended things; fear of regretting it later, not coping on my own, financial worries, being the only divorced one of my friends. But a big part of it is our house.
We bought at the right time and on paper it's the perfect house. I couldn't manage it on my own. And for lots of reasons, I've never quite felt totally at home here (definitely more to do with DH), but the thought of selling and another family living here fills me with absolute dread. I know that doesn't make sense.
Ideally DH would stay, but he wouldn't be able to buy me out and I'd need my share of the equity to move on. I couldn't buy him out either.
It's also the only home 4yo DS has ever known. I love the area. DS starts at the local school in September. Smaller/cheaper properties rarely come up so I'd have to move a bit further afield. Not impossible, but makes me sad.
While I have happy visions of just me and DS in a cosy 2 bed, I just really don't want this house to be lost.
I'm not really sure what I'm looking for with this thread. I'm just feeling so sad today.