Bf messes up his leg bad & can’t work for few weeks/months.. I was working at a job for $12.00 at 35 hours a week.. wasn’t the best job but It was something. He felt uncomfortable because of his own shit and didnt like me working there ( I know I was dumb for quitting ) so I quit and now he isn’t working either & the little bit of money I did have , is GONE. He wants a bottle every night and drugs ( nothing CRAZY , a blunt ) & I’m telling him like we ain’t got no money for all this. he complains and say oh this what makes me happy. I have $50 left and he’s like I want Popeyes 🥴 he’s 30 and acting like a ducking child if he doesn’t get his way. I’m tired of it