For 7 months, my boyfriend “forgot his wallet” every single date. Coffee, sushi, even a cabin trip—I paid for it all. He always had money for sneakers and vape pens, just never for us.
On my birthday, I gave him one last chance. Fancy dinner, candles, me in a green dress. When the bill came, he patted his pockets: “Forgot my wallet.” I laughed, paid, slipped the waiter a note—Make sure he knows I’m gone for good—and walked out.
A week later, another woman messaged me: “Were you seeing Martin?” She was too. Same excuses, same freeloading. We compared stories and realized he wasn’t just broke—he was manipulative. We blocked him and moved on.
I wrote about it. My post—He Forgot His Wallet Again… So I Left Him With the Bill—went viral. Suddenly, women everywhere were sharing their stories. What felt humiliating became empowering.
Months later, Martin sent me one line: “Sorry.” I didn’t reply. That chapter was closed.
Then I met someone new, Theo. First coffee, he insisted on paying. I teased him. He smiled: “Let’s just give equally. Deal?”
Deal.
Lesson? If you’re always the one paying—money, time, or love—walk away. The right person won’t make you keep receipts.
