Originally Posted by
kms
In order to help him, you have to stop enabling him and giving him everything. This is not helping - that is hurting him. By walking away, you will force him to take responsibility. He has no choice now but to take care of himself. For a while, he may still believe you'll come back and may not take any action. But, over time, it'll sink in very heavily that you ARE gone. And he IS alone, and he has bills to pay and no one giving him the money to pay it. You leaving him is a wake up call for him to start living again and participating in life. He has proven that he can't do that with you there. The only choice is for you to leave in order to help him.
I had to do that a few years ago. After 2 years of being together, I finally walked out. He was either playing video games or sleeping all the time, while I was going to grad school full time and working. He didn't have an income for most of the time we were together, so we used my student loan money and the money from my job to get by (which didn't work out so well - our electricity got shut off a few times!). I was at wit's end. He wouldn't even talk to me about any of it - if it was something trivial and funny he'd talk, but anything else he'd shut down and run into the computer room and slam the door. I was at the brink of quitting grad school and trying to find a full time job. He also started working finally, but he hated it and threatened to quit every day. In fact, after a few weeks, he put his two weeks' notice in. I was out of ideas and out of patience. So I left - I couldn't take it anymore. I cared about him a great deal, but more like a mother cares about a child. I wasn't attracted to him; I'd lost that long ago, and he would never even have real conversations with me (if I tried he would just make a joke and evade it by leaving or changing the subject). I left, and he became really desperate. He tried contacting me incessantly, but since I had already left him twice before (I had intended to come back though in those cases), I knew that despite his begging, he would return to his normal self by the next day. I cut communication off with him and just tried to endure it. It was VERY hard. I hated to see him hurting and going through such a hard time, but what I realized was that we can't protect others from the consequences of their own actions. We can't be the savior of the entire world. This is part of being human - making mistakes, and suffering the consequences of those mistakes. I had to let him go through that. Let me tell you, I cried a lot too, even though I was the one who had left.
Now, the last thing I heard about him was that he is in another country, working on a PhD!! I'm so happy to hear that he made such a huge turnaround - from being a guy who barely graduated college with no initiative and desire to do anything for himself - to being almost done with a PhD by this point! I'm so proud of him. But I know that he probably wouldn't have gotten to this point if I were still in his life.
My life is much better now too. I learned so much about myself and that I can't 'save' everyone I meet. I would never have learned all of that without this experience - and honestly, I would never take that experience back either; it was very valuable.
I hope it's the same case for you and him.