u/Bubbly_Pride_5255

I (26F) have been with my boyfriend (28M) for two and a half years now and he’s openly told me he expects sex every time he sees me and is upset if I say no. We see each other at least once or twice a week and he wants sex like all the time. It’s about 65/35 on if i’m in the mood to actually do anything. If I tell him I’m not in the mood he basically guilts me and says “not even oral/hand stuff?” or asks if i’m still attracted to him. personally, i have health issues like endometriosis that make sex really difficult and the expectation to do it at his beckoning call is frustrating. i tried expressing all this to him but unfortunately he is persistent and wants his needs met first. i also just feel objectified and and disrespected because it feels like he values sex more than the intimacy or relationship itself and i’ve made that known too. i have a friend who went through the same situation and said she puts up with it and just does what her boyfriend wants because that’s the “southern way” (she was raised in a georgian family where her mom was a stay at home trad wife who submitted to her dad any time he wanted anything). but that’s not how i was raised so i don’t think it’s normal. i don’t know what to do here, so i resorted to reddit…. may regret that later…. what do you do when you’re sexually incompatible with your partner, does the sex life in a relationship die down, is it fair to expect your girlfriend to just submit to you whenever you want her to?

TLDR- Can’t tell if my boyfriend and I have a soul tie/ if he’s my person or not.

My boyfriend (24) and I (also 24) have been together for a little over two years. We met at a job we worked at over two years ago and instantly clicked. We bonded over his Mustang, I hung out with his friends often, and we went on a trip out of state to which he asked me to be his girlfriend. Within two weeks he told me the most intimate details of his past - prior relationships, traumas he had gone the outside, insecurities, etc. and told me he loved me.

Our first year together was a lot of exploration and investigation of the relationship. We explored many parts of the country together, had so many fun adventures and date nights, became family to eachother’s family, imagined dreams of us starting a life together. There was light bickering and minimal banter in that first year. We were so in love and just were inseparable, which set the tone for the entire relationship.

Into the second year is when things started to get rocky. I’m bipolar I and a lot of it has to do with a lot of misuderstandings about my mental illness but I never wanted it to be seen as a cop-out. We started having fights with eachother where we would say exactly what we knew would get under eachother’s skin, we would have massive blowups over random things, the narrative would be manipulated to where someone was always the villain and someone was always the victim, and I felt like there were crucial elements of my personality — my bluntness/somewhat bitchy attitude, my loudness, my attire/what I wore, who I hung out with, etc — felt controlled. Yet we were still attached at the hip through and through. We looked for houses together to move in together and he established a plan to propose, which in hindsight was too soon.

Here’s the kicker- as terrible as I felt we treated eachother, he still stuck around for every mishap, manic episode, depressive episode, and life event. I got kicked out of Uni in December 2025 and he was there every hospital visit I had for anxiety. My grandma passed away in December 2025 and he drove to my family at 2am to be there for us. I had a manic episode that spiraled into psychosis and he was there for me. He showed up in ways no one ever could.

My sister just got married and I made a huge mistake during her bachelorette trip. I got wayyyyyy too drunk and gave a peck on the lips to a random guy at a bar (was nothing beyond that peck). Instantly knew I needed to tell him, so I did. When I did, he blocked me on everything and cut me out. I immediately felt s**cidal over not just that situation but everything I went through this past year and admitted myself to the hospital where I was then pink slipped for 8 days. While in there, he also took that as an opportunity to break up with me and focus on his mental health. During my time in inpatient I learned a lot about how I wanted to be treated, how I wanted to present myself, who I wanted to be.

A week goes by and we cry, we hash out the situation, we set goals for ourselves, and we get back together. We’ve been together ever since.

However this past weekend was my sister’s wedding where I served as the maid of honor and he was almost unrecognizable the entire trip, blaming it on social anxiety and hitting his head. He manipulated the situation entirely, was very possessive and controlling to who I’d dance with, and called his parents who called me to take care of him—I couldn’t do that to the extent they wanted because of how much needed done with the wedding still. That situation and the wedding made me question if he’s really my personal and now I’m torn on if we should break up or not. The love has never once left, I just have expectations on how to be treated and he hasn’t treated me the best in this second year. I want so badly for him to be my person but just don’t know and I don’t know if I should walk away from this relationship or not,

Psychics/girlies/whoever is reading this — do my spirits show a soul tie to this person? Are they telling me to leave or go? Would you leave him? How would you go about this? My heart doesn’t like either option of staying or leaving him.