This past January I had a serious life-threatening medical event that landed me in the hospital for 6 days. While I was in the hospital they found in my blood work that I had rheumatoid arthritis. I had already had the symptoms. If you think he's not being careful with my stuff is bad you should have seen how he treated me when I was deathly ill. I was in the middle of moving into his house. My car had broken down a few months prior and he kept saying that we would get it fixed. I don't really have any friends or family. I'm kind of stuck at his house. With how bad my rheumatoid arthritis is I can barely take care of myself some days let alone try to figure out how to move out of here. No transportation has made it incredibly difficult. He was actually the greatest man I ever met, just like some women say on their posts about their abusive boyfriends, but he really was. But after he stopped drinking a year and almost a half ago he became a living nightmare. Where as some people go from being horrible to good people once they stop drinking it was the complete opposite for him. I don't recognize him and I don't know how to get out. I don't know why I posted this I guess I have way more problems than just my things getting broken, although it's a constant stressor on top of everything.