
09/20/2025
I'm 38F, working full-time (and then some) while my husband Ben (41) has been unemployed since 2023. Eight months ago, my mom died and I took in my disabled sister, Mia (23) — she gets SSDI and I asked Ben to manage her account because he's an accountant. Over the past few months, I noticed weird stuff: a new gaming headset for Ben, a PlayStation controller, nicer clothes. When I checked Mia's bank statements, I found withdrawals labeled "RENT," transfers to accounts I didn't recognize, and THOUSANDS missing. I asked Mia and she quietly said, "Ben's been asking me for rent but told me not to tell you." I was speechless...and then I confronted him. Me: "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? WHERE DID MIA'S MONEY GO?" Ben (rolling his eyes): "SHE LIVES HERE. ADULTS LIVING IN A HOUSE PAY SOME RENT." Me: "I PAY THE MORTGAGE, THE BILLS, THE GROCERIES — THE HOUSE IS PAID FOR BY ME. YOU HAVEN'T WORKED IN TWO YEARS. YOU DO NOT TAKE FROM A DISABLED WOMAN'S BENEFITS." Ben (sneering, voice raised): "I'M THE MAN OF THIS HOUSE. I DON'T CARE IF I DON'T WORK — SHE LIVES HERE, SHE PAYS." He crossed his arms and smirked. That was the last straw. ⬇️