(A humorous but horrifying glimpse into financial abuse — and surviving it like a boss)
You know what’s better than waking up next to someone who’s angry, negative, and demanding?
Waking up next to no one who’s draining your bank account.
I used to live in a financial fog — one where we “couldn’t afford” anything I needed, but somehow, there was always money for what he wanted. Funny how that works, right?
Need a holiday? “We can’t afford it.”
Need a haircut? “Not in the budget.”
He wants a new gadget, trip, or “investment”?
💥 Money magically appears.
I was constantly being pressured to transfer money — endlessly. And back then, I was too stressed, too exhausted, and too gaslit to question it. But now? Oh, now I have questions.
Big ones.
Like:
👉 How am I now living well — not just surviving — on HALF the money we had between us?
👉 Why were there so many mysterious “expenses” that I never saw receipts for?
👉 Why was my nephew casually handed a cheque to deposit into a UK account in his daughter’s name?
(Spoiler alert: Because con artists are convincing. Especially when they wear a charming smile and an air of false humility.)
And let’s not even start on the house — full of broken things that never got fixed unless they directly benefited him. I was living in a DIY disaster zone with a man who wouldn’t lift a finger unless it involved personal gain. The most transactional human I’ve ever encountered — love was a ledger, kindness had conditions, and generosity? Only when it made him look good.
These types never change.
They just change location and supply.
New country. New audience. New person who doesn’t know their history… yet.
It’s only a matter of time before they start the same dance with someone else: love bomb, isolate, exploit, drain, discard, repeat.
So to the new supply, if you’re reading this —
🌪 Buckle up.
💸 Watch the bank accounts.
🧾 Keep the receipts.
💡 And if the washing machine breaks and you’re still waiting 6 months later, it’s not broken — he is.
As for me? I’m thriving.
Living on less, sleeping in peace, and finally fixing what matters — my life.
Watch this space.
#NotThePersonYouThinkTheyAre
#FinancialAbuseAwareness
#NarcsLoveMoneyMoreThanPeople
#HealingOutLoud
I can relate, Linda… changing my life was one of the hardest things I have ever done, but so worth it…
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