I’ve been with my partner for 4 years now and he is ( and always been ) just terrible with managing and saving money.
Little history here. NOTE : I don’t want to brag or sound entitled just want to give some indication of my life before.
I was with my ex for 7 years. We had a good life together, never short of money or had to worry about it. We bought a car without finance, we’ve been to Japan, Australia, Maldives for holidays, any unexpected bills came straight out of my debit card without having to dip inside my savings. Everything was paid on time and we still had extra money left just to enjoy life basically.
Sadly it came to an end for various reasons.
After a while I met my current partner and fell in love so hard that I ignored all the red flags sadly. He’s always been terrible with his money. He can’t save nothing and is always struggling even for basic things. When we started to live together we discussed our financial situation, how we gonna pay the bills etc. I knew his situation and felt kinda worried a bit but thought hey, now we are together so we will manage it better. Wrong, oh so wrong.
He earns more than me and gets paid weekly. So after paying the rent and petrol any leftover money is spent on coffees, seeing his friends, takeaway food, football betting etc. So sometimes at the end what’s left is just a tenner…
And then comes “Babe can you transfer me £10/20/30 pounds” And me, idiot me, always transfer him something to survive the week. And it’s like this almost every other week..
The other day I requested the bank statements just too see how much money I transferred to him over these years for different reasons - sometimes food, sometimes MOT, sometimes to pay a parking ticket..
And I was horrified to my core to discover it was just shy of £7000. Seven. F…. Thousand. Pounds.
I desperately try to save some money but it feels like since I am with him I’m drowning deeper and deeper.
I know it’s my fault because almost every time he’s asking I give him something. I know I should’ve done that. We’ve been talking about this countless times, I tried to tell him to save something at least. Put aside even £10, 20 every week, don’t spend all FFS. And he promises me over and over again… But nothing changes. And me… I just keep believing him but I think I had enough now.
It’s always struggle for money, struggle even for basic things sometimes. And I hate it. I hate my life now for what’s it became.
There’s so many things that I would like to change around the house or even the simple decor but I just can’t simply afford it…
I hate to look at my old pictures because it reminds me how good it was. No I wasn’t rich but I had a nice comfortable life. And now… I have to even budget for a Starbucks. Since I met him my financial situation has gone from very good to non existent. And I hate it. I hate him for not saving and managing his money better and I hate myself for sending him money every time and I hate the fact that I kept believing him that he will change, we will be better…
I hate the fact that I had to ask my mum for some money so I can just simply buy food and pay my bills.
The last straw for me I guess was the fact that couple of days ago he took my bank card without asking me and withdraw £20. I told him the PIN long time ago once and guess forgot about it. Now I requested to change it.
Sorry guys about the rant but I just needed to get this out and sorry if it sounds chaotic.
Thank you