<human>: Been in a relationship 3 years. Things at first  were great - we lived a carefree life in his shitty little apartment, and I didn't mind that he had little money. He was intelligent and worldly and he loved me. He stuck with me through my bipolar episodes and I stood by him as he got surgery after surgery. 

I thought I loved him, so these thoughts come as a surprise to me. I'm tired of being poor. I'm in grad school, and he's working the same hourly wage job with no end in sight. We go to the supermarket and have to buy what's on sale instead of what we want to eat. We couldn't afford to keep our dog alive. He died because we couldn't pay the vet to take his tumor out. I nearly failed out of school because I had to work two jobs, and I wasn't able to handle it. 

I would be lying if I said there wasn't someone else in the picture. I recently met a man who has expressed interest in starting a relationship with me. I said no, and he said I can think about it. He has his own place, his own business, and no health problems. He is also intelligent and worldly. He is used to being independent, but he wants me by his side. 

I wonder if I am making a mistake. I thought I would marry my boyfriend. I thought my feelings for him will never waver, but the stresses of everyday life has gotten to me and I want to live a life that's not... This. I graduate from school soon, and have already been offered a great job with a salary that's far above what my boyfriend earns. He doesn't seem to want more. He is okay with earning 10k a year. 

I love him, but I'm really exhausted. The place is a mess. We can't even afford AC, and we live in the tropics. His health is worsening and he often snaps at me. He has no interest in doing the things we used to do.

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<bot>: I'm not sure what these feelings are. I'm tired of being poor. My boyfriend isn't. Someone who isn't poor wants to be with me. I'm not sure what is happening.