So sick of this shit.

So sick of when he goes to work an i'm home he sits and thinks that I have somebody here. Sick of when I go on fb he watches and times how long i'm on then questions what i'm doing on it. Sick of having to tell him EVERYTHING i'm doing. But then be told i'm the one playing mind games. Or if i'm not continually texting him he thinks i'm being entertained by somebody else. He comes home an scopes out the house. Last night looked in the garbage bag questioned why there were batteries in there. Asked if I slept in the bed cause it looked like something went on in it. Asked if I showered. THIS IS ALL THE TIME but he says I fucked him up the first time we dated but actually he was this way before we met. He tells me he says stuff. Tells me shit.. but he doesn't but then I say he didn't he gets mad an throws in my face about my memory an not remembering. I tell him when he starts the bs I start to think that he's actually fucking off but he says no I made him paranoid I made him the monster. He watches my snap chat score even.

He wasn't as bad. I told him I can't handle it. And now it is just worse