He earns $30k more than me. You’d think that means he’s the one with a safety net, right? Nope. He spends like the money will never stop. $300 bar tabs, sneakers he wears twice, last-minute flights to see friends — always “just one more weekend.” I, on the other hand, built a savings buffer, a Roth IRA, and a side fund labeled “Plan B.” He laughs when I call it that. But the truth is, I’m tired of pretending his lifestyle is ours. It’s his — and if it collapses, I’m not going down with it. I don’t want to leave. I want leverage. And that means money. So yeah, I’ll skip the concert. I’ll pack my lunch. I’ll transfer another $100 to the account he doesn’t know exists. Because love is one thing. Liquidity is another. #Finance #MakeMoney #Marriage