Tammy BRAGS about how “clingy” she is to her husband Matt Zukowski, who treats her like a walking ATM and Airbnb combo

He only shows up when there’s clout to gain, meals to be eaten, or a free place to crash, then disappears as soon as things get real.

It’s clear the feeling isn’t mutual—he avoids any real responsibility, acting more like a deadbeat leech than a husband or stepfather.

The bar is embarrassingly LOW at this point. She is going out sad.