My boyfriend owes me $15,000
I’ve worked so hard to stay out of poverty. I’ve worked so hard to make sure I never end up in this situation. And in a way, it’s still my fault.
Besides the money situation, my boyfriend is awesome. He is the most loving and supportive partner I’ve ever had. He truly is the love of my life.
Except for the fact that he’s terrible with money.
I got my degree, then waited for him to finish his degree and sat around in a job I didn’t like. Then, I decided to get a new job and move out.
He took a year off after graduation in that time and stayed home, which is fine, but what isn’t fine is the fact that he literally didn’t do anything except sit around and play video games while taking money from his mum and I was working a very stressful job to make money.
I should mention, he comes from a wealthy family and I don’t.
When I did my PhD, he moved in with me this time, which was awesome. once again didn’t have a job for a while. I gave him a break for a while but 6 months in and he still doesn’t have a job and all of a sudden he owes me like 8 grand, since I’ve been paying for his rent and his food.
He finally accepted the seriousness of this situation and apologized profusely for putting me in this predicament. I was relieved, since he understood and acknowledged how stressful this was for me, given that I have sacrificed essentially my whole life since I was 11 to make sure I am financially safe.
He finally got a low-paying job and started paying me off little by little… for a few months. Then he forgot a couple payments to me and seemed not to care, since I didn’t notice it, since I work an incredibly stressful job and have better things to do than babysit this man’s wallet.
Another year later and his debt to me has gotten up to $15,000. He told me again today that he’s so sorry and he will pay me back, but I really have no reason to believe him.
This is of course his fault, but it’s also my fault for choosing him. And letting him skate by this long. The thought of having to hound about paying me back every month for the next (at least) 1-3 years is so exhausting. It’s all exhausting.
And I’m already exhausted by everything else. I love him and he supports me in every other way, but I truly just need to be shown that he can be a goddamn adult. Thanks for letting me vent.