I Refuse to Waste My Inheritance on My Stepkids — My Money Is Mine

Financial concerns frequently cause conflict in relationships, especially when one spouse believes they have exclusive rights to a specific number. Becky found herself in this circumstance, persuaded that her father’s money was hers to utilize as she saw fit, rather than shared for family necessities. Her spouse objected, citing his years of support for her. In an unexpected twist, his actions saddened Becky, forcing her to seek our advice.Here is Becky’s letter:
My husband works while I stay at home and take care of his kids.

Recently, my dad di:ed and left me a $15,000 inheritance, and my husband tells me we need the money to give the kids a better life. I told him, “Your kids are your responsibility… Not mine! It’s NOT my responsibility to provide for them!”He just smiled. Later that day, I froze when I found my closet empty. Most of my bags and shoes were gone. I went to the living room, where my husband was, and saw my things packed in boxes.He said, “I thought marriage was about supporting each other, but clearly, you don’t believe in that!” Then, with a smirk, he added, “Now that you have your dad’s money, maybe you can spend it on buying your own stuff.” I couldn’t believe my eyes!

It’s been a few days, and my husband and I have completely stopped talking to each other.Was I wrong for what I said?

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