My boyfriend of 9 years is breaking up with me. He says I’m unmotivated. That I don’t work as hard as him. That he’s not happy. And he constantly brings money into it. Because he makes like 80k a year. And I make 30. But this doesn’t mean I don’t work hard just because my job pays less. It shouldn’t matter how much I make. I’m a valuable person. I’m loving, caring and compassionate. I treat him like a king. But I guess I was his peasant rather then his queen. I’m never good enough for him. it really hurts me and I’m heart broken of course. But I know it’s for the best. He’s so into money and so money driven. And that’s just not me. I don’t need a ton of money to be happy. And love shouldn’t ever revolve around money. If you love someone. You love them for who they are, and not for how much they have. Your worth is not determined by how much money you make. As long as you’re doing your best. That should be enough.
Sometimes I feel sad for him. Because I feel at the end of his quest. When he has his nice new house, new car and whatever other materialistic Shit he wants. He’s going to take it all in and realize he’s still miserable.
I am enough just the way I am. I’m valuable. I’m loved. And regardless of what he thinks. I feel I’m doing my best. And I hope that will be good enough for someone else one day.