I understand we are all humans, we all have our battles we are battling alone. But here is one story from my life that I feel really bad about but I had to get rid of him because I had enough of him getting paranoid.

Basically, I met this guy on Facebook when I was 20 (let's call him Furry) we hit it off and he was a furry but that didn't bother me in the slightest. We were both gay and he lived up north while I lived down the south. We never met up but we used to do video calls on Facebook Messenger. We just started dating without the talking phrase and he did push me into the relationship by making me feel sorry for him as he said he wanted to die as he was single.

A week goes by, and it was going okay until he started to threaten to hurt himself if I didn't reply to a message right away, if I didn't reply in the first 5-10 minutes even if I'm with a friend or a family member he would say about S H himself which made me paranoid and start keeping my phone on me at all times.

When I was on the phone to my best friend who was very let just say at his lowest as his girlfriend at the time was caught with another man, I was trying to be there for him and when Furry tried calling me I declined and sent him a text message stating that I am on the phone to my best mate who is very depressed and needed me there for him, Furry wasn't happy one bit and tried to tell me he should be more important than my best mate. (Like seriously!?)

A month goes by and I'm sick of being paranoid about missing his messages, then I found out he was saying to my friends that he didn't really love me as in his words I'm always "Ignoring" him. So I snapped and made a plan; introduced Furry to my friend who is bisexual...

I introduced them in the discord server and just told them they make a cute couple, my bi friend had no clue we was already dating so he was happy to chat to Furry. Furry was confused and asked why I've done that and then I sent him a long ass paragraph explaining the reasoning why I don't want to date him anymore and he was basically controlling my life and that was my only way out without having to deal with him threatening terrible things.

Then I blocked Furry and moved on with my life. I haven't spoken to my friend since hooking him up with Furry but apparently they broke up after 3 weeks as Furry was being super creepy.

AITA for doing this? I rarely think about this as it was like what... 8 years ago? I just thought of this story and had to share. Personally I feel bad and should have just spoken to him about the situation but I was scared if I just broke up with him he would have done something stupid. Glad Furry isn't part of my life anymore I couldn't handle him.