My boyfriend [M20] and I [F21] have been together for a little over three years and we have not had the smoothest relationship—to say the least. We’ve gone through infidelity on both sides and lots of fights—mostly due to my BPD. We live together with his parents and he and I have broken up about a gazillion times, but I’ve never moved out.

Tonight, my boyfriend snapped and told me that he’s done and that he wants me out of the house after my school semester ends. He said that he’s tired of me sleeping in until noon and over-eating and not getting things done around the house. I haven’t been doing these things because I’ve been super depressed that I lost the love of my life a year ago because of something stupid I did while I was drunk and “Honey” (the love of my life who is not my boyfriend) left me with a text and an email telling me that he wouldn’t be speaking to me anymore. I was heartbroken; he was my bestfriend and my everything and I was left to grieve. Back to tonight, my boyfriend said that every time he heard me tell people and therapists that Honey was the love of my life, it cut deep and I guess I never realized what I was doing until now—which is stupid because how could I NOT know? I told him that I would change and that it would be better this time around and all he had to say was that he’s heard it all before and it’ll just be the same thing. I think he’s right, but it kills me inside to know that I just can’t seem to fix myself when I’m around him.

Also, DAE get the urge to sext other people other than your significant other when you’re horny and they aren’t paying enough attention to you? Or am I just a terrible girlfriend?