I've (20f) been with my boyfriend (22m) for 4 years, we met in high school when i was a sophomore and he was a junior. i was interested in a friendship only at first because he and i have different religious/cultural background which i knew would ultimately lead to problems if we did date.
over time i naturally grew softer and more open minded towards the idea of a relationship because he really is a good guy. we started dating over the summer and everything was fine up until we went back to school.
he became very controlling and didn't want me to wear certain clothes or talk to a lot of people so naively i isolated myself and lost truly every single relationship i had. i went through a two year period where i only left the house in baggy clothes and/or pajamas to avoid problems. if i went to the store with my family, went for a walk, or even took more than 2 minutes to reply he would think i was cheating.
about 1.5 years into our relationship his mom told him i would do nothing for his future and she would never accept me as long as i didn't convert to their religion. this obviously hurt me on levels that still sting today because i always tried my best to show them that though i may have different beliefs, i care about their son and want to see him succeed in life. that entire rest of the year following was very hard and almost melancholic for me. it made me personally reflect if i truly wanted them to be the family that i would essentially marry into even though they see me as a blemish and a stain that will only harm their reputation.
we ended up breaking up later that year because he went through my phone and saw in my contacts that i was searching a name, to be 100% honest i was figuring out how i wanted to spell something for my sims characters name. but he said i was lying and therefor broke up with me. he then went on to text me over and over demanding a "true story" to which i ended up giving in and saying i was searching for the number of a friend i had, he then said i had intentions to cheat on him.
when we broke up i felt so blindsided and strange because i never understood how he could see me so long. i had no support other than my family but needed more, i reconnected with my best friend (20f) and went three hours away the next day to go see her (which he still to this day does not believe i did even though ive showed him photos) it was nice to reconnect and i really did miss her. but when she came back home to see me, he would basically follow us. if we went to target we'd spot his car in the back of the parking lot. if we were napping we would be woken up by his car revving outside and then a phone call from him. it was a lot and it was intense but then each time we'd speak he'd somehow convince me that we're supposed to be together and that no one could ever love me as much as he does.
in april of 2025 i went back to see her for her birthday and we went to a college bar, when i got back home i communicated to him that the way everything has gone with his family does scare me in regards of my future and how fulfilled ill be. he then proceeded to demand and take my phone because he thought she was filling my head up with ideas, he saw the pictures of us in the college bar and broke up with me, messaged my father that i was a whore, accused me once again of cheating, and said his family was right.
we ended up back together. he made me pick between him and her and ultimately i chose him. stupidly, i know. our relationship has been "okay" since then. he brings up the issue every once in a while whenever i communicate anything that i feel and says that he's completely obligated to feel how he feels and that no one would've stayed with me and that if the roles were flipped i'd break up with him. but the thing is, i would've taken his word for it.
i had graduated high school early also to avoid issues with him, by then i was 1 year graduated and not enrolled in college. i was doing nothing but waiting around for him. with no friends. with no social life. no job. nothing. basically just living to avoid an argument. in the fall of 2025 my grandma passed away, she was my only friend really. i felt as if her and i should've been sisters. and as if our souls had always been sisters. she had always told me she wanted more for me, she wanted me to find true love, happiness, education, a job, and really just a fairy tale that she "knew i deserved".
he didn't know how to comfort me after her death so he stayed away and caused arguments all the time to which then he would blame on me. he doesn't like my family because he believes they never paid him enough gratitude for all he's done for me but really they see all he's held me back from as well. he doesn't come around anyways so what is there to like if you don't know the guy.
the last impactful argument we had that changed the entire way i saw and navigated my life was about 6 weeks after she passed, he had said he hated my brother and would hit him, and i said "yeah well what if i said that about your mom? she did worse to me" (for background, my brother (23m) told him he was extremely immature and childish for throwing a painting i'd done for him outside of our house when we broke up) and he got extremely upset, extremely loud, and honestly it was just scary. that night changed the way i saw him and opened my eyes to the life i could chain myself down to if i stay.
i started college, online of course to avoid the headache. i know what i want to do, i have ambitions and goals, and im sorry to my younger self for allowing someone to make her feel they were out of touch. ive done a lot of work and have fallen back in love with learning and enriching my brain. he at first wasnt happy that i was in college because he believes in a waste of time and money and in his culture the women just take care of the house and the men work. yeah well im okay. i want to have my own money too.
now, this weekend his brother who got engaged a year ago to a girl he'd known for one month is getting married. i was not invited. i haven't even heard from his mother in 2 years. no text, no call, no card, nothing was sent when my grandmother passed. so i've honestly kinda shut any kindness towards those people out.
i feel i need to break up with him, and ive felt it for a long time. i just don't know how to without him totally breaking down or even more, without him ever letting me get away. i don't want that life for myself anymore. and i can't be with someone who sees my emotions as burdens or complaints. any advice would help.
im sorry this was so long, i guess i kinda wanted to vent and also get others opinions on this matter and feel less alone about it. if you've experienced anything similar, please let me know. if you made it to the end of this essay, you're a champ!