I NEED HELP. IM SUFFOCATING.
34M here. I’m writing this while crying in the bathroom because I just can’t take it anymore. We’ve been living together for a while now, and the dynamic has become completely toxic.
When we first met, he was so cute and affectionate, but lately, it feels like I’m just a live-in maid and a paycheck to him. He doesn’t contribute a single cent to rent or groceries. I pay for everything. Whenever I try to bring up budgeting or finding a job, he literally just stares at me blankly, blinks slowly, and walks away. The silent treatment is deafening.
The entitlement is what’s killing me. Yesterday, I bought lasagna supreme because I wanted to treat us. I set it on the counter, turned around for two seconds, and caught him face-down, aggressively eating it directly off the counter. When I screamed, "hoy ano ba?!" he didn't even look guilty. He just knocked a glass cup off the counter, watched it shatter, and walked away.
He has zero boundaries. He expects me to clean up after he goes to the bathroom immediately, or else he’ll just stare at me judgmentally from across the room. He also refuses to wear clothes. He just walks around the condo completely naked, showing off his body, and honestly, it’s embarrassing when my family visits.
I think the final straw was last night. I woke up at 3:00 AM suffocating because he was heavy-sleeping directly on my face. His thick, white, fluffy Persian fur was literally up my nose and I couldn't breathe. I pushed him off, and he just hissed at me, sprinted down the hallway at Mach 5 for no reason, and began violently coughing up a hairball onto my favorite rug.
I love him, but I can't keep buying his expensive Royal Canin kibble while he treats me like garbage. How do I break up with a Persian cat? Please help.