Wrong horse

You know the old adage don’t put the cart before the horse. I feel like we should add to that. Don’t tie your cart to the wrong horse. I’ve had a “good” life by most people’s standards. But it’s moments like this that suck.

I built a life with my ex that included purchasing properties. Which means most of my finances were tied up in those two properties. If we sold everything we would be sitting on over half a mill in profit. Do you know what I could buy in Georgia with that money?! It would be my forever home on acres of land. Even with the ridiculous housing market in Georgia. Instead, those funds will stay locked in assets I don’t benefit from. Besides having a place to lay my head for a week out of every two months. I get it a part of me doesn't want to sell either. There is a sense of security in knowing you technically own a roof that will never be valued at less than what you owe on it. What can I say I’m a kid that lived through the housing crash. I’m not about to just let go of a solid hold in the market. But damn do I wish I had built that with someone who would have fought for me, for us. Someone who would be willing to part with that in time to support a new adventure somewhere else.

I don’t know if I will ever be comfortable being financially tied to someone like that again. Mind you we had separate banking accounts and never intermixed our incomes. But even just owning a home with someone else seems like a risk I don’t know I would want to take again. I want a home I never have to fear losing.