Lately I feel as though my life is falling apart. My boyfriend and I have been going through a very very rough patch for the past few months. He's made some bad decisions like telling me to quit my job then being too lazy to give his old apartment notice in time for our move, so we're paying rent at two places with one income now. Granted I shouldn't have trusted him and quit but I thought that's what you do in relationships, you trust each other. Well he also wasn't very emotionally supportive since I've given birth three weeks ago. That's recently changed as I've taken a really bad turn emotionally and he's finally starting to see the effects of his actions. We already had a rocky foundation from some lies he told in the beginning of our relationship, so this rough patch has been extremely trying. The icing on the cake was when I found out his roommate's friend who's staying at the old apartment threw away a bag of my things. That bag had a flash drive that contained the entirety of my writing career and 2/3 of it was not backed up on my computer. We hadn't gotten all our things out of the apartment because my boyfriend didn't listen to me and help me pack early then he slept and played video games on his days off and took off from work to actually move things and then ran out of time off so we've been having to move stuff when we could. We also couldn't afford a moving truck because of the two leases fiasco which made moving that much more time consuming and he didn't ask his roommates in advance for help so they couldn't help us move and he couldn't get off work when his brother and dad were available to help. I have no family in the state otherwise I would have found someone to help us. But losing my life's work has absolutely shattered me. I feel like this man has ruined my life. I've had nothing but misery these past few months and I'm tired of trying to get past it when the hits just keep on coming. Is it even possible to move forward after all of these betrayals and poor decisions? I've been so heartbroken over the loss of my work. And part of me wants to try to see the positive in this like I do every other time he makes a mistake that sets us back. But this might be too much for me to handle.