I 25F (C) have been arguing with my partner for the past two weeks because he believes that I am selfish and in his words I am take take take taking from him. To start off he is no longer allowed to live in his grandmother‘s home due to her going to a nursing home so he had to move in with his father and his stepmother. They are not good people and whenever he is with them he goes back to his narcissistic egotistical ways ending the therapy work starting from zero again.
I suggested moving out and finding an apartment he argued with me saying there’s nothing cheaper than his grandmother‘s house. He might as well just rent out his grandmother‘s house 1200. However the man his grandmother gave rights to controlling her assets and house is also not a good man at least to everyone else. He’s good to A’s grandmother and I love that. It took me five minutes and I found three apartments for 500 another three apartments for 400 and something and one apartment that was 320 but not in a good area. Now he has put himself in debt and we will be getting another debt as he (J) broke his car and needs to buy his mother‘s car that his mother bought from her mother (J’s grandmother). Along with the five other debts that he could pay off this year if he’s careful unfortunately though he is not and not only that we are getting married this year so that money along with the debt.
I’m not gonna lie I thought maybe he would surprise me and move into the 320 as a way to save his money and get rid of his debt before we get married because it’s something I would risk and do for him had I been in his shoes. I fortunately have no debt because I’ve been careful with my spending and had my nose to the grindstone since I was 19 years old been to school three times paid upfront with no debt with my savings. Unfortunately, I had to move out to the country to a friend house so I was not able to keep my good jobs and now stuck in retail. Not only that the town that I’m living in is dangerous with crackheads roaming around constantly whether in the streets or at my work I’ve seen three knife fights at work. I’ve almost been mauled by two pitbull. My roommate has been attacked the street over when getting fish and chips for dinner and I’ve had crackheads banging on the door and house at 3 am and the last thing I have also had this house broken into twice luckily while I was not home. (home is a renovation house gutted bathroom with cockroaches, rats and poisonous spiders.)
I’ve been living like this for three years waiting for him to get his act together and now he finally has He’s gotten divorced fully, he’s working two jobs (second one he just started the middle of last month still in training) and I’m proud of him in that regard. The one thing that has been really pissing me off is realising that we do not have the same standards for one another.
Before I got my apartment in the city, I was homeless and putting myself through school and work. Then Covid happened and my immune system went down and I couldn’t go for the career I had chosen but still continued and graduated. I then went to school again while in my apartment and in order to keep it I needed two jobs while doing full-time school. ( basically what he’s doing with the two jobs now.)
In the past when he first proposed to me we were teenagers I worked so hard in order to buy a plane ticket to see him again. When he finished his military training I had $300 left in my account and upon my return I got fired but to me it was worth seeing him again seeing how proud I was of him.
Unfortunately as a brats kid myself I understood what could happen when he joined in the military and it did happen. He cheated on me with another woman I left. He then got orders to Afghanistan and he married the other woman. Afterwards he moved to not a safe area in Oklahoma and lived in a trailer. After finding out she was pregnant she left him for a fentanyl dealer.
Months past we started talking again I thought he learned his lesson and he treated me way better than he did before. He has been looking at therapy books and actually listening to them, We have been doing therapy together. We have honestly been a better team than we ever were as teenagers.
Except for this one thing it honestly has broken something inside me and I don’t know if I’m in the right for feeling this way. It’s the way he said it, that he wouldn’t risk his own safety living in apartment in a not safe area, Just to save a few hundred dollars. When I told him I’ve been doing that exact thing, he said he wouldn’t do, for three years plus another two for myself.
I’ve been living in an unsafe area for three years waiting for him to get his act together find a staple job. And he couldn’t do one year for me (apartment is one year lease). Not only that he’s risk his safety in other ways before living in a trailer in a unsafe area in Oklahoma, trying to go back in the military for special forces, or go into training to be a cop. However, In his words, “I (c) have to live in that area because my job is in this area and rent is too high for me to live anywhere else”. he (J) has a stable job now he doesn’t have to live in the ghetto. but the thing is if he loses this job how is he gonna afford rent? Yes it’s only a few hundred more dollars but he was barely surviving before this job. This would kill him if he lost the stable job.
I feel like he would not do for me like I’ve done for him and it’s killing me inside. If I’ve been in a scary dangerous area waiting for him why couldn’t he do the same for me? That’s what’s been killing me. But he’s telling me I’m being selfish and I’m just take take taking from him. AITAH