Investment

I have a pattern. A type. It’s the type that recognizes my value but doesn’t want to realize it. I am equity in real estate. A robust stock portfolio.

A safety net.

I once had a lover tell me to make him feel loved.

I think it was one of the most vulnerable moments any partner of mine has ever shown me (other than the one who married me).

And I’m a good girl, so I did make him feel loved. I did it by loving him.

When you liquidate your stock portfolio or take out an equity line and blow it on a 5-star vacation instead of reinvesting it, you’ll find it eventually depleted.

Money doesn’t grow on trees.

Love doesn’t, either.

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