Words can unintentionally tear a heart into two. For me, those words involved hearing other friends celebrate selling their homes. Two years into the process of trying to sell a house we had left behind for my husband’s job change, and I was in the process of evicting one renter and working out an agreement with a new one instead of negotiating a sale. This alone wasn’t defeating, but coupled with three calls from friends wanting to celebrate the victory of selling their homes had brought me to a dark place.
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