He’s been unemployed for most of our “relationship”. I’ve paid his bills. He was never really mean to me, just in a bad space financially. I loved him. Didn’t think I was capable anymore, but I fell crazy for him. I’ve probably spent about 15k on his bills in less than a year, maybe more. Hell, maybe he was mean to me. I don’t know anymore. I just know that I feel like absolute shit, like I’m kicking a man when he’s down, like I’ll never recover, like it wasn’t a nice way to treat a fellow human and karma will get me for it. Words of encouragement? I’m feeling low.