More with less... it's the trend of the day for the 99%

I find it strangely ironic to be reading George Sand right now for a number of reasons... J is such a kind, empathetic man, so when he says something that cuts, it  feels as though the rest is all a charade; that he only goes through the motions of showing love and doesn't actually know the real emotion. It hurts so much that each time we sit down to have a " talk", he threatens to leave. He knows I don't want him to go and will compromise greatly to have him stay. Thank goodness the compromise is only money and not some other soul crushing need or  even worse, addiction. I've escaped unscathed from that situation once already and know that I don't have the fortitude or tolerance to endure it. So, thank goodness it's only money.