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What should I do?
My boyfriend has said (after a lot of digging from me) this year that I’ve been too much. I can’t really unthink it. It’s not just that he said it, when we met 4 years ago I always tried to cover up my wounds, I always said I didn’t want to affect him with my problems. I was firm for a while but he made me feel comfortable talking about it. He said that it wouldn’t affect him badly, and always insisted that I should tell him about my problems. He’s been my rock. But now when things have gotten bad again, for a whole year I’ve felt him shift. Something has felt off for a year, and I tried so many times to ask him what’s wrong but he never really gave an answer. Finally a while ago, he told me that I’m too much. That he has felt this way since a year and that he basically felt like he took care of me so much that he doesn’t have free time. I NEVER asked for that. Now it’s like he’s shut down again and when I ask him now, he says I’m not annoying, but I don’t really feel like I trust him anymore. He says it’s okay that I sleep at his apartment even though I can’t pay him, and when I after first feeling guilty do, I notice that it is in fact not totally okay and in reality he wants me to pay. I have trauma from one year ago and more, and I have been trying to cope. I got vulvodynia 3 years ago after a yeast infection and it’s impossible to have sex. I never feel real pleasure anymore and I feel like I’m not good enough constantly. I was also bullied for being with my boyfriend who was in the same class as me, just because I was the girl. I was called hoe by our then friends while he was called simp. He was seen for his accomplishments while I suddenly only became an object. My best friends turned on me. We were called the class inside joke. Teachers treated me like I was a bimbo. My prize on graduation or (the class’s) was the class perfect wife. I was just a girl who got turned into this brainless girlfriend in their eyes. He never understood then, the pain. I still feel like he will never understand my real pain. He doesn’t talk. He said I could talk to him, but he found it annoying when I called because I was breaking down crying. Why did the world do this to me? First I’m objectified and my only worth is by being his girlfriend, and he’s also what made me feel safe and happy. But then I get vulvodynia and the only worth I had is gone. The pain of not being able to be close is horrible. The pain of guilt because others say you aren’t trying hard enough with stupid physical therapy that doesn’t work because it’s a nerve damage. The undressing in front of so many nonchalant doctors and nurses not listening to me. Being lied to. Denied care. Left behind crying. Touched by nurses hands making me feel disgusted. Looked at. Burning pain making tears roll down. Being called manic and crazy for trying to find a different cure. Being absolutely powerless. And while I’m breaking, he secretly wishes that I don’t call him. When he was the one who said I always could. Seeing him getting tired of me. My intrusive thoughts this year are horrid, about me being unloyal and cheating. It’s a nightmare. He says now that he wants me to talk to him, but I feel betrayed. But I don’t feel like I have the right to. He’s right, I am a mess, a burden maybe. So what the hell can I do beside just being quiet? I really don’t want to talk about how I feel anymore and I wish I knew what to do. I don’t even want anything. How dare he act like I’m a burden? I’ve been through hell. Don’t pretend you cherish me. Don’t princess me. Don’t lie. I will never truly believe what he says.