I was single for a really long time before I met my current boyfriend. I was in a really bad relationship and I needed time to myself. My boyfriend and I have been together for about a year and a half and I thought I’d met a really good guy, but I have doubts now.

We’ve had some really big arguments, usually over something silly but they escalate into a huge 3 day event, he ignores me and refuses to meet up to sort things, and makes ridiculous accusations.

I’ll explain only the last one because this post would go on forever otherwise. Last night we were out with my brother and his girlfriend, we left the city later than them and got a train home. I was taking selfies of us on the train as we usually do but he started getting annoyed, he held my head down on the train seat (I thought nothing of it because we do play fight and carry on) I thought it was just a laugh at first but I started feeling a bit embarrassed because we were on a full train and people were watching. It didn’t feel right either. We got off a stop early because some of my friends were out in the town before ours, I thought if we were around people we could avoid another big argument. We hung around for a while and got some food to take home, but I knew in the taxi an argument was going to start. I went upstairs when we got in to take my makeup and things off, and when I came downstairs to ask him if he was coming up with me he told me to go away, I was a bitch for going to bed. He didn’t believe me I was getting washed. I honestly did need a minute and part of doing it was to put some space between us for 5 minutes and hopefully again avoid an argument. He spoke to me like rubbish, speaking really slowly saying he was eating and telling me to go away, so I asked him if he wanted to just go home because I didn’t want to argue (we don’t live together he has his own house), he stormed out and slept in his car all night. I tried to get him to come in, I have a spare room he could have slept in, it was minus and raining outside and I went out a few times to check on him and ask him to come in. I phoned him a taxi because he couldn’t drive obviously and he didn’t get in it. I left the door open all night.

This morning I had to go to the post office so I chapped the car window on the way out and and he looked at me and turned round away from me. Went to the post office and came back, locked the door when I came in because I always do and I didn’t really think. Went to the bathroom and he messaged me saying I was a selfish psycho bitch, I had locked him out and he needed the toilet and I had all his stuff and wouldn’t let him get it. He’s called me every name under the sun and I asked if he’d knocked or rang the bell or anything I didn’t realise he was trying to get in. He didn’t. I said to him he can come in but I want someone to be hear because I know how nasty it gets and I don’t want a huge screaming match and name calling.

He text me calling me more names and said to leave his stuff out on top of the bins in the rain since I thought it was acceptable to throw people out in the cold anyway, I said I’m not because it’s raining and there’s bank cards and a lot of money we’ve been saving to change into holiday money. I said either I’d get someone to come over or I can get someone to take his stuff to his house for him but I can’t handle a huge argument today and that’s what’s going to happen if he comes in here.

I have a huge week at work starting tomorrow, it’s massive in my career and he knew I wanted a chilled day, getting me head ready for tomorrow and organised. I asked him to please stop arguing and let’s just have a good day but nothing works. This will go on and on for days and it’s exhausting.

I’ve made a mistake haven’t I 😔

Thank you everyone. This is what I thought. I can’t believe this is happening. I thought I’d found someone great for me finally, I didn’t realise it was going to be like this. I feel so sad 😔

*edit*

I definitely can’t stay. He messaged me earlier and asked me to leave his things outside. I packed them up into a bag, he was sat in his car in the driveway, and picked them up literally seconds after I closed the door. He then messaged and said he couldn’t believe I threw his stuff out and I’m a horrible person and so on. He’s now refusing to say he loves me and I think that says it all. I know he’s doing it to hurt me but under the guise that it’s a huge deal to him (we’ve said it many times before) and I’m playing games with it. I can’t do this.

We aren’t even young, we are both 30 although I believe he’s acting like a teenager or worse to be honest, I’ve seen teenagers more mature in a relationship.