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Living with a Man Who Insists Money is “Low Vibration”: How My Boyfriend Quit His Job After a “Spiri…

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So, Ive been living with this bloke whos convinced that money is just low energy. Weve been together for nearly two years, and honestly, things were alright up until about three months ago. He had a job, contributed to the bills, kept some sort of routine. Then one day, he comes home and announces hes had a spiritual awakening and his job is no longer in line with his lifes purpose. He quit the very next week.

At first, I backed himhe told me he just needed some space to reconnect with himself, said he was sick of the rat race and wanted to live mindfully. Meanwhile, I kept up with my own job, waking up early, dashing out the door, coming home exhausted. He stayed at homespent his days meditating, watching motivational videos, lighting incense everywhere. Claimed he was healing.

After a fortnight, he still hadnt chipped in for rent. When I asked about it, he said I shouldnt worrythe Universe always provides. Well, it turns out I was the Universe. I ended up paying for all the food, bills, travel, you name it. Hed eat, use the WiFi, water, electricityit was all on me. And yet, he insisted he didnt believe in paying bills, because apparently thats just living in fear.

One evening, after the longest day at work, I came home completely shattered and found him lying down, listening to some abundance audiobook. I told him we needed to talk about money, and he just said I was stuck in scarcity mode, that my stress was attracting bad vibes and that I needed to let go of all this control. I saw red. I told him its not about control, its about being a grown-up and taking responsibility. He just looked at me with pity and said I hadnt woken up yet.

He promised hed soon start earning money from all these insightscoaching, running sessions, whatever. But days went by, nothing changed. The only thing he started doing was nitpicking everything about mehow I spoke, thought, acted. If I complained I was tired, hed say I was vibrating too low. If I came home in a mood, hed say I was emotionally blocked.

The moment that really did me in, though, was when I came back from Tesco with all the shopping, dumped it on the kitchen table and asked if he could help put it away. He told me he was in the middle of a deep meditation and couldnt disrupt his energy. I just went quiet. As I packed away everything by myself, I realised I didnt have a partnerI was living with a grown man refusing to take responsibility for his own life.

Just recently, I asked if he could at least look for any kind of job. He told me he wouldnt go back to the system just to pay bills, that it made him ill. He said I should understand and support him as his conscious partner. I told him theres a difference between supporting someone and basically funding an endless spiritual retreat in your own home. He took offence and said I didnt believe in him.

So here I am, still working, paying for everything, and trying to figure out when having a boyfriend turned into being the patron of someones spiritual internship in my rented flat. Im not sure if Im his partner anymore, or his spiritual sponsor. All I know is Im knackered, and no matter how much incense you burn, the British Gas bill doesnt pay itself.

What on earth am I supposed to do?

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