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I lived with the ex-boyfriend some many years in the past, and that i attained extra money than him. Not far more, but sufficient that it brought on a problem. Perhaps two or 3 grand every yr, with us each on fairly reduced salaries: barely enough that he could make occasional jokes about me having to pay much more for your lease and expenses (I did not), or choosing up the tab for additional rounds in the bar (I did). It should not have produced a distinction, this cash, and many from the time it was not a large offer. Our cash also intended some thing to others. Sometimes individuals we understood would make remarks about his occupation - the implication becoming that he ought to make greater than I did, or in the extremely minimum really feel somewhat ashamed which i was out-earning him. And occasionally his personal feedback tipped more than into this: a slight nagging sensation that he was ashamed of my wage. Ashamed which i was earning somewhat much more, which was the incorrect way spherical. This was not deliberate: he’d by no means have stated ‘the incorrect way round’ so overtly. But he experienced his cash baggage, as I did, and it was not super easy to discard.

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