Have n/c for this because it will almost certainly out me.
I have been with my df (fiance) for 3 years, living together for 2. We originally house shared with another couple, then last year moved into our own rented flat.
I am in the third year of my degree, studying full time, and I've always worked weekends. Up until recently, DF was working a relatively well paid part time job, did part time lecturing at a university and was also doing a Masters. Everything to do with money & housework was well balanced between us and we were both busy but happy.
A few months ago everything went tits up, DF was rejected for funding to complete his Masters so had to leave, then at Christmas hours dried up at his part time job. So since then we've been relying on my income, his couple of hours lecturing, anything else he can get his hands on (he does various bits of work for family friends, marking, invigilating etc), and my student loan. We don't qualify for any benefits due to lack of NI contributions.
So money is very tight, and mostly contributed by me. In theory, I believe the "what's yours is mine and what's mine is yours", I'd share every last penny, I love him to pieces, but it's the attitude that goes with it that is killing me at the moment.
He's stopped taking any responsibility for our money, every month he assumes I'll pay/sort the rent & bills, if we need something from the shop he'll automatically take my debit card from my purse, if we go out we can get all the way to the bus stop before he'll ask if I've got his bus fare. So far I've manage to cover these things but he doesn't seem to accept how serious our financial situation is becoming. I've started selling anything that isn't vital in the house, but whenever it's something of his, he expects to keep the money for himself, despite money from anything of mine going straight into the rent pot.
I haven't been out with my friends in ages, due to money and spending my days in the library and my evenings picking up any overtime I can get, whereas he thinks nothing of going to the pub once/twice a week (I may be being a bit unreasonable here, but I really resent it).
My family are all miles away and we're not particularly close, his are all here but they don't seem to realise our situation either and are just feeling very sorry for him. A lot of our friends are mutual so I can't really talk to them about this, and my own friends adore him and I don't want to make him look bad in their eyes. He does the bare minimum around the house, despite being here most the time doing fuck all marking.
I just want my lovely DF back, and really don't know where to turn. It's like a big black cloud has just settled over my previously amazing, supportive DF and I just don't know what to do. He is trying very hard to find a FT job, and is massively disillusioned by the whole thing. I really feel for him, and I realise how hard things are, but I need more support. Sorry this is so long, I didn't want to drip feed what is quite a complicated situation but I really hope someone's got some suggestions (leave the bastard really isn't right here, I love him dearly and still see him shine through sometimes but I just can't take this anymore)