I wanted to buy a house, but every time I brought it up, Jane shut me down. She claimed it wasn’t the right time, and I respected that—at first. But as the years passed, I grew frustrated. I found the perfect house one day, but when I showed her, she said it was “too soon” and refused to even see it. That’s when I realized something deeper was at play,

After I canceled the showing, Jane finally opened up. Growing up, her mother used their house as a way to keep her close, making her feel trapped. She wasn’t ready to make a home because for her, a house meant control and restriction, not freedom.I listened, gave her space,