Crazy or Not here I come...
So, my boyfriend and I are completely in love with each other, I don't dislike him... I love him.
He is 30, I am 22. So a little background info. I am quite the social butterfly. Whenever I go places, and do things, I like to be spontaneous and a little off the deep end sometimes. An example of this would be, if I were out and I ran into somebody i didn't know and had a chat or talked to a random from work, usually I would either exchange numbers based upon how well myself and that person got along and only if we were getting in touch over something we discussed. So you can imagine how many people I have come to know, however, my relationship seems to get between me and my friends and that i don't really appreciate.
So, i am social.
Now, I have no problems with sitting and home and watching movies, eating supper, or just enjoying each others company, however regardless of my financial standings I really feel the need to at least get out for a drive or even go enjoy a drink with my co-workers. Now lately I have actually started a weekly event where we go out and have spinach dip and a drink, occasionally I decide to indulge in a night out with my friends. Seeing as I am 22 I really don't see a problem with it, and yeah I enjoy my alcohol. Now whenever I go out somewhere he insists that I need to call him and let him know where I am and what time I will be home, and like any other 22 year old girl out there I usually don't know what time I will be returning, this usually results in a fight.
So, i like to party.
Now the stupidity of me, I used to have my own place with couches, bed, dresser, TV, kitchen stuff, and household essentials. Well we made the decision to move in together because we were engaged. Now we talked about it and came to the agreement that we needed new couch, new TV, new bed, new new new new new. So you can imagine where my stuff ended up... Yup, in the trash and sold. So now I live in "his" house even though I am on the lease and he has tried to kick me out several times as a result of fights we have had. as it currently stands we are now on the verge of breaking up, I am sleeping on a floor, and he thinks I choose alcohol over him.
Right now, I am at a loss, I don't know if I am crazy and I am overlooking something, maybe he is right and I am a terrible person, but how else am I supposed to feel? I feel like a prisoner in my own home... the real kicker is that he is a great guy, never laid a hand on me and lets me do whatever i want EXCEPT have cell phone privacy, and talk to randoms.... help?