All hell broke loose because I (28F) wouldn't eat bamboo shoots in my ramen. How do I handle my boyfriend's (30M) controlling behavior?
My boyfriend (30M) and I (28F) have been officially together for 3.5 years. We're currently on a trip visiting different states on the East Coast for his birthday, and I'm sitting alone in our hotel lobby trying not to cry. I genuinely don't know what to do anymore.
Today, we got into a huge argument over something so ridiculously small that I'm almost embarrassed to write about it: bamboo shoots in ramen.
We were eating at a ramen restaurant, having what I thought was a perfectly nice meal, when he got genuinely upset because I didn't want to eat the bamboo shoots in my ramen. He told me I HAD to eat them. I told him I'm allowed to dislike certain foods, and he proceeded to tell me I was acting like a picky 7-year-old child.
Mind you, I wasn't complaining about the food. I wasn't throwing a tantrum or demanding we eat somewhere else. I was happily eating my ramen and everything else we'd ordered. I just didn't want the bamboo shoots. That's literally it.
I told him he was being ridiculous for turning something so insignificant into an argument. He got upset, asked for the check, and decided we were leaving.
He then gave me the silent treatment for the next FIVE HOURS.
When we got back to the hotel, he decided to nap on the couch instead of lying next to me. Later, he reheated his leftover ramen and ate without asking whether I wanted anything. I was hungry, so I got ready to go grab some food.
He asked where I was going, and when I told him, he said I wasn't leaving because it was dangerous outside. He told me we still had leftover rice and egg from the restaurant and that I should eat that instead.
At this point, I was exhausted and didn't want another argument, so I agreed. But when I packed up the leftovers and said I was going to eat downstairs in the hotel lobby because I wanted some space, he started telling me not to go.
He kept saying, "I'm telling you not to leave."
And somehow, we ended up arguing about the bamboo shoots AGAIN.
He brought up the fact that I used to eat them before, but stopped after my brother made a comment about their weird taste. And yes, my brother did make that comment, but the truth is I never particularly liked bamboo shoots anyway. Sometimes I'd eat them, sometimes I wouldn't. I've even eaten them since my brother's comment. I simply didn't feel like eating them today.
I don't understand why I have to defend something as trivial as my food preferences.
Anyway, I walked out of the room while he was still telling me not to leave. He immediately called me and continued arguing over the phone.
At this point, I was just DONE.
I told him I've repeatedly expressed how controlling he can be, and that today it's bamboo shoots, but tomorrow it'll be something much more important. I told him I don't deserve to be called childish simply because I don't want to eat something, especially when I wasn't causing any problems to begin with.
I also told him I thought he was being disrespectful and insensitive.
That's when he started turning everything around on me.
He told me this was supposed to be HIS birthday trip, that he takes good care of me, that he's been doing all the driving so I can rest, and that I've been mistreating him.
Now, I completely understand that this trip is for his birthday. I've been asking him what HE wants to do, where HE wants to eat, and what places HE wants to visit. I've also been paying for a lot of things. I've genuinely been trying to make this a nice experience for him.
So I asked him how exactly I'd been mistreating him.
His examples?
Apparently, I told him his feet smelled bad (which they did), and I mentioned it because I was concerned he might have some sort of fungal infection. He also said I've been cranky because I haven't been sleeping well.
I'll admit that I'm not the happiest person when I'm sleep-deprived. I can be irritable. But to say I've been mistreating him because of these things honestly infuriated me.
Then he brought up how he's suicidal.
For context, he's been going through some serious legal issues for the past 2.5 years. I've stood by him through all of it. I've supported him emotionally, been there when he needed me, and tried to be understanding of everything he's going through.
I know he's struggling, and I don't want to minimize that. But he's brought up being suicidal during arguments before, and I genuinely don't know how to respond anymore.
I've told him multiple times that if he's feeling suicidal, I will help him get professional help. I told him the same thing today, and he said he doesn't need help.
He then told me that he's already going through so much and that I need to stop fighting with him because I'm making his situation worse.
But I wasn't trying to fight with him! I was literally just eating ramen!
At that point, I told him that if we couldn't get along, maybe we should cancel the rest of the trip and go home.
He kept asking, "Is that what YOU want?"
And I felt like he was trying to make me responsible for ruining his birthday trip, even though I wasn't the one who started the argument.
Eventually, I got so frustrated that I said yes, if this is how he's going to continue acting, I'd rather go home.
I hung up.
He called back and told me to come upstairs and get my stuff.
But I know him, and I know how these situations tend to go. So I told him that once he'd finished packing and come downstairs, I'd go upstairs alone to collect my belongings.
He kept insisting I come up, saying we needed to figure out my return flight. I told him we could discuss flights in the lobby and that I was perfectly capable of booking my own ticket home if necessary.
And that's where things stand right now.
Here's the thing, though. This isn't an isolated incident.
He's been controlling for years.
He's told me I can't wear crop tops. He's tried to dictate how I spend my own money. He once got incredibly angry at Disneyland because I was too scared to ride the Incredicoaster. I'm talking angry enough that he wanted to leave the park.
One of the worst incidents was when he got upset because I didn't want to take hormonal birth control. He deliberately ejaculated inside me to prove a point and then left me crying alone in the bathroom.
He's since apologized for that, and I will say some things have improved. But the controlling behavior has never really gone away.
And what makes this even harder is that I've tried breaking up with him multiple times before.
But he just won't accept it.
He'll repeatedly call me, show up at my house, and sometimes physically block the bedroom door when I'm trying to leave. Once, I threatened to call the police because he wouldn't let me go, and he got so scared that I ended up feeling terrible about it.
I know how that sounds. Believe me, I do.
But for some reason, I just can't seem to let him go.
I love him. We've shared so much together. There are good moments, and he can be incredibly caring and generous. That's part of what makes this so confusing. Sometimes he makes me feel like I'm genuinely the problem, and I start questioning whether I'm overreacting or being unfair to him.
I know I'm not perfect. I get cranky when I'm tired, I can be stubborn, and sometimes I say things out of frustration. But I don't think that justifies being treated this way.
I'm so tired of feeling like I have to defend every little decision I make.
I'm tired of arguments that start over nothing and somehow end with me feeling guilty.
And I'm tired of feeling responsible for his emotional well-being at the expense of my own.
I've never posted anything like this before. I don't even really know what I'm hoping to get out of writing all this. Maybe I just need to hear from people who have experienced something similar.
My question is: How do you actually leave a relationship when your partner repeatedly refuses to accept the breakup, and how do you stop second-guessing yourself when they make you feel responsible for everything?
And for anyone who's been in a relationship with a controlling partner, what helped you finally follow through with leaving?
I'm still sitting in the hotel lobby, I've completely lost my appetite, and I honestly feel like crying. He won't leave the room, and I don't know what to do next.
I'd really appreciate some advice or even just a little compassion right now.
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TL;DR: My boyfriend (30M) and I (28F) have been together for 3.5 years. We're on a birthday trip for him, and he got genuinely angry because I wouldn't eat the bamboo shoots in my ramen. He called me childish, gave me the silent treatment for five hours, and later tried to stop me from leaving our hotel room to get food or even sit alone in the lobby. This isn't new. He's been controlling about my clothes, money, birth control, and even amusement park rides. He's also physically blocked me from leaving during past arguments and refuses to accept breakups. Whenever I stand up for myself, he makes me feel guilty, brings up everything he's done for me, or mentions being suicidal. I've tried leaving multiple times, but I always end up staying. I'm currently sitting alone in the hotel lobby, exhausted and questioning myself. How do I finally leave someone who won't accept a breakup, and how do I stop feeling guilty for wanting out?
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Regarding use of AI - guys IM SORRY yes i did use AI to help clarify my post. I was crying and word vomiting so much that the end result was very messy and not easily readable. I used AI to shorten the post ( i know, its already very long) and to fix typos and make it more digestible. I didnt know the community hated AI that much. i have never posted anything like this before. if i know it triggered yall so much i would have just taken the extra time to fix my original wording but i was desperate for advice already.
everything here is true. this is my story. i used AI to clean it up. thats all. im sorry. I just wanted some compassion atm. that is all. thank you to all who have replied with their advice, it is much appreciated.