Sounds eerily similar to me. Brought a house with a woman many years ago. She wanted the house, I was just the ‘extra’ income she needed to qualify. I moved 700 miles to be with her and ended up bankrupt and ‘living’ in a motel 6. I recovered enough to realize that if it hadn’t been me, it would have been someone else. After all that, I rebuilt my credit, have a good group of people around me (for the most part) and can say I survived. I came close to killing myself as well. I had the Valium and booze, but fell asleep.

It’s funny, how things we think are ‘forever’ (relationships, marriages, friendships — take your pick), end. Our parents, grandparents, neighbors, get old, die. Beloved pets, childhood homes, schools all fade. The memories are what we have. Until we don’t.

I heard this on a plane many years ago, think it applies. Enjoy. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LKQDbz88Omg