My Husband Asked Me to Pay $80 a Day to Use Our Car – the Next Day, Karma Stepped In

“When you charged me to use the car, you turned our marriage into a transaction.

And I can’t live like that.”

He swallowed hard.

“I’m sorry. I was angry about money, about feeling like I was paying more.

And instead of talking to you, I took it out on you. I made you feel small.”

I didn’t interrupt him. I let him sit in it.

“That wasn’t fair,” he went on.

“And it wasn’t right.”

I crossed my arms. It was time to deliver the final blow.

“So here’s where we are. Either we’re partners, or we’re not.

Either what’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine, including responsibility, or I’m leaving. I love you, but if you’re going to turn our marriage into a power game of debits and credits, then it’s not a relationship worth staying for.”

He shook his head quickly. “I don’t want to live like that either.”

“Then this ends here,” I said.

He exhaled, long and shaky.

“You’re right. I acted like the car mattered more than you. More than us.”

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