I'm 21 F and my ex is 20 M. We were together a little over a year and he had moved in three months of being together because his last roomates were awful. Yes, i know. Very soon, perhaps to soon which I agree so please don't judge me. I live with my mom, step dad, and two other siblings so it was kinda rough. Unfortunately, I was pretty much his provider I bought the groceries, I managed to get him two jobs, I got him a phone with internet on it, I paid for gas even though he had no car so I was his ride to everywhere, I paid for his rent basically the whole time and SOOO MUCH MORE. This man NEVER offered to pay for shit. Until I had to practically tell him and even then he didn't keep his word or his contribution was about 2%.
To the point though. My mom was over his shit and kicked him out and he moved to his friends house. At first it was pretty ok until last week he was acting really weird and I was stressing out and eventually he broke up with me through text while I was working. (Fyi, we work at the same building) after trying to make attempts to meet up and communicate. He refused and the way he handled the break was so horrible. So before we officially broke it off he would ignore me, then I call him and he'd listen to me sob and cry and he'd tell me it was ok and where fine, he ignored me again, and again Im concerned and pretty much beg him to talk and then he'd send cars and apartment links to get together as if we were fine, ignores me again, asked me to wait for him at work before he left acting like where fine, again, ignore me. It was on and off and eventually he broke up with me and the whole time he planned for that, he even admitted to telling his friends that he was going to break up with me but he played with my feelings in the mea time and I was under the impression it was because he thought he was gay. (Found out quickly that was just a lie to break up.) He cried to me telling me I'm like family and he still wants to be friends and laugh and talk which at first I was fine with but he then unfollowed and unfriended on everything and it hit me. He would rather leave me then to change and his words were so everywhere I didn't know what the truth was at this point cause he kept playing with my feelings.
It took me four days to officially get over him. The fourth day he gave me his greatest gift. He repeated his pattern one last time for me to realize that despite his potiential I finally saw who he really was. So let me explain what he did. We had a savinging together to get a house cause that was my dream and goal. Since we broke up, unfortunately I had to use most of it to get a new car and despite my family telling me to not give him his cut I didn't wanna be that person. So he called asking if I could bring him all of his stuff which we planned before and along with his cut for savings. He called me and in that call I asked him if he could pay off the rest of the ps5. So for context for Christmas he wanted to get me a ps5, for some reason he bought the psp before he even got the ps5. He couldn't afford the ps5 and you can have the option to pay it off in installments and he wasn't approved because he didn't have a credit card. I made the dumb decision to tell him I will put in under my name BUT you have to pay it off yourself. Guess what! You guessed right! Since December to now I've been making the payments and hes only paid me back twice. There is essentially 362 dollars left to pay off. At first I asked him to pay it off but I then agreed that if he paid 250 left of it I will pay the rest. This man had the audacity to fucking tell me "well if I'm putting any money in it, I'm taking it." I beg your finest pardon?! It was a gift to ME and ontop of that your not taking shit because it's still under my name?!!? I was just so angry and raged because he asked for savings and didn't wanna pay off the ps5 so to be a tiny bit petty. When I gave him all of his stuff back I included his personal ps5 controller but no ps5.
After hearing him say that it made me realize I wasnt losing a partner I was losing a child, a man child that I was basically raising. We weren't together as a couple, I was building him up and raising him. I won't lie, I cried after dropping his stuff off cause it makes me so mad how much I put up and sacrificed for a him. I was so blinded that all I saw was us and him. Fortunately I moved on so fast that I can look at his pictures and feel nothing. I'm proud that I was able to be mature the best I could and not make a scene and just simply let him go. I got a gym membership first thing so I could work on myself and I began writing in my notebooks and stuff. Ive just been really focusing on myself and making plans for an apartment since I cant get a house. In the end of the day I feel I won, cause I got away before it could get worse. But, there is a part of me that wishes I had walked away so much sooner.