Well, let me tell ya, this whole thing about raisin’ a fella with money, it’s a real piece of work, ain’t it? I seen it happen, not to me, mind you, but to someone I know. This girl, bless her heart, she thought she was doin’ the right thing. Thought money could fix everything. Like pourin’ water on a fire, thinkin’ it’ll put it out, but sometimes it just makes it bigger, ya know?
She met this fella, younger than her, a bit lost, like a calf without its mama. He was good-lookin’ enough, I guess, charmin’ in that way young fellas can be. But he didn’t have two pennies to rub together. Didn’t have a job worth talkin’ about, no skills to speak of. Just… there. And she, she had money. Not just a little, but a whole heap of it. Inherited it, I think. Anyways, she figured she could help him, give him a leg up.
- First, it was small things.
- New clothes, a decent place to live.
- Then, it got bigger. A car, help with some “business idea” he had.
She kept sayin’, “He’s tryin’, he’s really tryin’”. And maybe he was, in his own way. But it’s like tryin’ to fill a bucket with holes in it. No matter how much water you pour, it just keeps leakin’ out. He’d struggle with keeping a job, always some excuse. “Boss was mean”, “the work was too hard”, “didn’t pay enough”. Always something. She’d cover for him, of course. Pay his bills, bail him out. She was raisin’ him alright, like he was a child. Feedin’ him, clothin’ him, givin’ him money to play with.
Now, I ain’t sayin’ money ain’t important. You gotta have money to eat, to have a roof over your head. But it ain’t everything. And it sure as heck can’t buy you love, not real love. Real love, that’s somethin’ that grows slow and steady, like a good corn stalk. It takes time, and effort, and both people gotta be puttin’ in the work. It ain’t about one person givin’ and givin’ and the other just takin’ and takin’. That ain’t love, that’s somethin’ else entirely.
And this girl, she learned that the hard way. She kept givin’ and givin’, hopin’ he’d change, hopin’ he’d become the man she thought he could be. But he didn’t. He just got used to it, like a tick on a dog. He expected it. Demanded it, even. Started gettin’ angry when she questioned him, when she tried to slow down the flow of money. He’d accuse her of not loving him, of not supporting him. Can you believe that? The nerve!
Then, guess what happened? She found out he was seein’ someone else. Another woman, younger, prettier, maybe. And that’s when the whole thing blew up. Like a firecracker on the Fourth of July. She was heartbroken, of course. Felt used, betrayed. All that money, all that effort, and what did she get? Nothin’ but a broken heart and a lighter wallet. She thought she was buildin’ a relationship, but she was just buildin’ a dependency. He was only with her for the money and prestige, the easy life. Not for her, not for love.
It reminds me of somethin’ my old pappy used to say, “You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make him drink.” And that’s the truth. You can give someone all the money in the world, but you can’t make them love you. You can’t make them be a good person. You can’t make them change if they don’t want to change. It’s like tryin’ to plant seeds in barren land. Ain’t nothin’ gonna grow no matter how much you water it. A genuine connection, that’s what really matters in life. Two people working together, supporting each other, not one propping up the other.
So, this girl, she finally wised up. Took her a while, but she got there. She kicked him to the curb, so to speak. Lost a lot of money in the process, but she gained somethin’ more valuable: her self-respect. She learned that real love ain’t about how much money you got, it’s about how much respect and care you have for each other. And she learned that you can’t buy happiness, you gotta earn it. And you sure as heck can’t buy a good man, you gotta find one that’s already good. And if you try to raise one, well, you might just end up raisin’ a whole lotta trouble for yourself. Sometimes, the best thing you can do is cut your losses and move on. Find someone who values you for who you are, not for what you can give them. Love and money, they’re two different things, ya see? You can have one without the other, but having both, that’s a blessin’ if you can find it. But forcing it, that never works. It’s like tryin’ to fit a square peg in a round hole.
And that, my friends, is the truth about raisin’ a fella with money. It ain’t a pretty picture, but it’s a real one. So be careful who you give your heart to, and even more careful who you give your money to.
Tags: Relationship, Money, Love, Fiancé, Expectations, Self-Respect, Dependency, Support, Genuine Connection
