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Input: There is not much backstory needed except aparently he was homeless and living in hotels before we started dating and we moved way to fast in hindsight. (Relizing that was due to him being homeless) 

We started dating 3 months ago and instantly clicked as far as interests and goals ect. He had originally told me he was inbetween places due to his job no longer needing him to travel back and forth between our home state and TX. My roomie and I were looking to fill our 3rd room so i impulsively offered the idea of chatting with my roomie about it. They said sure. 

He stayed in his room for about all of 2 days before he knocked on my door and asked for help moving the rest of his stuff in. The first few bags went into his room, then he started saying "o well you can use this... Or o this would be better kept in your room we wont use it in mine.." (Dvds,game console ect the tv is in my room) Well by the end of it he was pretty much moved into my room with his room being a rather expensive closet. 

After 1 month of paying for 2 rooms we made an arrangment to pay a bit more for just the one and keep looking to fill the 3rd. Everything was great and i didnt see any issue.... 

Then BOOM he is blowing up my phone while im at work constantly, like if i didnt answer his text in 4 mins or less he would text again and then call. That would go on all shift. Then he started telling me to "keep my stress about work at work" but keep bringing his home and get mad when i ask him to do the same. He wanted to know where i was 100% of the time and would even show up to my work unannounced almost like he was checking that i was not lieing. (I never did or give him reason to think so) It was just such an emotional drain and 180 flip that i couldn't do it anymore. I was already thinking about asking him to move back to the 3rd room. 

Then last night happened. 

I worked 6-2 at another property as a favor. He did his normal blow up right as my office got busy so i just put my phone on silent. Well that made me miss a call from my boss (im an assistant manager in a hotel) and i 100% cannot miss calls from her. So not ok. She was only calling me to ask if i would cover another property, as that properties manager had forgoten to schedule someone for that shift. I said sure cant say no to some good OT! That ment i had to go back to work at 6pm-10 (split it with someone else). Problem was that she gave me a property number not the name, so i had planned to leave early and run by my location to look it up. He wanted to know where i was going to be working and didnt like that i could not give him an answer right then, but asked me to text when i had time. 

You guessed it. I never had the time until the last 30 mins of my shift. I kept trying to tell him when i declined his calls that i had a lady in my lobby shooting up and i was talking to police. Even tried again when he kept texting me, but i was not even reading his messages, only trying to let him know i saw the message and i was busy atm. 

He got all sorts of pissy. Sending me messages like this: where? Are ? You? Working? Or just a plain '?' Kinda ticked me off so i told him so and said i didnt want to text about it and i would talk with him when i had some time. 

I get home. He is not there. I crash out hard. Like dreaming before my head hit the pillow hard. (As of right now i have had 8 hours split up in 3 sessions of sleep in 48 hours [yes 100% addicted to OT]) He called aparently, but had no clue. And the rest of this long drawn out speel (sp?) happens all under 1 hour (i know this because at the end of it all my phone says i missed his call by 1 hour.) 

He comes in drunk. Has his gun. And has been driving. I didn't look when he came in but it sounded like he was unloading it. He tries to kiss me and pretend that he wasnt out looking to try and catch me not at work and flex his pistol. 

Im pissed even more and ask him to leave me alone. I dont have alot of time to sleep before my 6am start time and well i was mad AF. He starts talking hella drunk shit calling me a bitch. Then he says "and i dont even have confirmation of where you were tonight. Hope you had fun" 

Boy i flipped around super fast and calmly as i could say " im an adult. I dont need to check in with you. If you dont like that there is the door." 

He thought about it. Mumbled some more shit. Then left. Stating that he would show me how to use a door and that it will not be a revolving one. I guess meaning that if i called to beg him back (i didnt) that he wouldn't, but he was in my room on the floor when i woke up. Suprise. Now he is messaging me trying to guilt trip me and saying im acting like a child. 

I dont want to reply and i dont really want to go home if he is still in there. 

So how about it? AITA (or child lol) 


breaking up with my BF and not wanting to try and work things out