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Hello everyone, I need some advice.

A few days ago I had an argument with my boyfriend. We’ve been together for about a year and four months. The issue started because I’ve been feeling emotionally tired lately. His dad has been very sick in the hospital for months, so he’s been understandably depressed and wanting to go out more to clear his mind. I care about him a lot, but my household is very strict. Even though I’m 20, I’m not really allowed to go out often or come home late, so it’s been hard to balance everything.

During the argument I said I thought we should break up because I felt overwhelmed. I called my sister to pick me up from his house. While she was waiting outside she started calling me repeatedly and assumed something bad was happening, even though I texted her that everything was fine and I was just getting my things.

When I came out she went inside and started yelling at my boyfriend, accusing him of things that weren’t true and saying she didn’t want him near me again. After that my mom got involved and believed something serious had happened. Now both my mom and sister think he’s bad for me and they pressured me to break up with him.

The problem is that I still love him and our relationship was generally happy. He’s not perfect, but he’s never hurt me. Now I feel stuck because if I stay with him my family gets extremely angry, but breaking up feels like I’m ending something good because of other people.

I love my family and I love him, and I feel like I’m being forced to choose between them. What would you do in this situation?

So, my boyfriend, my mom, and I went to a small town, and I wanted to drink a smoothie. I pleaded with them to take me to a café where a man was singing live. I was happy listening to the music and enjoying my smoothie. But once I was done, I wanted to leave, while the other two were still singing along and enjoying themselves.

BUT I WAS TIRED OF THE VIBE. I wanted to leave right then, so I sat there, making my desire to leave clear on my face. Yet they kept ordering drinks. I couldn’t take it anymore—I just wanted to leave. I was tired of listening to the music. So I decided to take a walk outside.

I left and crossed the corner. When I wanted to return, a dog blocked the way, so I took the long route.

When I came back, my mom told me my boyfriend had gone looking for me. Thirty minutes later, he returned sweating. He had run all around the town, imagining the worst. He convinced himself I’d been kidnapped by human traffickers or killed in the forest (I’d been gone less than 20 minutes).

He even showed me statistics about how many women are kidnapped per year. Then he gave me the silent treatment because I wasn’t taking him seriously—if anything, I was laughing.

Finally, when they took me out of that putrid café, we went home. While driving, he talked to my mom about how I should be responsible for myself. Something about noticing an old man following me, waiting for the opportunity, etc. Then he suddenly stopped talking because his arm started stinging—from his hand to his ear.

When his episode ended, he said he has a heart abnormality where it beats faster than normal and he’s prone to those issues. He hadn’t had one in two years.

So, who do you think was in the wrong? I don’t know if I was irresponsible or if they were being dramatic. They’re calling me selfish for leaving the café without telling them. But from my perspective, the café wasn’t the vibe, so I left—as I should have.