This is a long text... thanks in advance if you decide to read it.

I (29) met this super handsome guy (28) in Japan about 3/4 weeks ago. Since the moment we met, we had an amazing connection, and I felt like I finally had found a guy who I liked emotionally and physically, that liked me back both ways too.

We decided to travel together and there were two major inconveniences.

1. Since he's super hot, I didn't shower him with compliments, in my head, that'd scare him off. In fact, I hardly ever compliment people I care about (something I'm working on since he called me out). And because of this, he thinks that I don't like him enough. He decided that that was true and there wasn't any way around it. Got mentally blocked like a bull. I had to show him previous messages with other guys and out of 100 messages he found one where I told a guy: "That's so hot" and got furious, like he had found proof of a crime. Later I realized that he had looked me up on Reddit and found comments of me telling random guys that they were hot here (a handful of times, a year ago xD).
2. We'd been having unprotected sex for a little over a week when a friend (who I used to have sex with when I was single) texted me at 11pm: "Hey a sex partner of mine got an STI, you should get tested, I will too". I went to bed worried and the next day at 8am he texted: "It's Chlamydia". So I was thinking about how to tell my guy without him freaking out, he came back to the room complaining about his dermatitis and afraid that his feet blisters were going to get infected and figured... ok this isn't the right moment.

So we went to the shower together, and he told me that he wanted to have sex... If I said no, he'd go back to thinking I don't like him, If I told him about the Chlam, he'd freak out. I KNOW I WAS WRONG NOT TELLING HIM RIGHT AWAY. Since we had been having sex anyway, I agreed. Already feeling guilty we went to the next city, on the train he told me: "I know I will have the trifecta at some point, dermatitis, feel infection and UTI". At that time, I was just thinking if he thought I'd given him something.

We got to the new hotel, and he said he wanted to have sex again, but then I decided I couldn'tlet it go on any longer. So I told him, and I made the grave mistake of lying about when I got themessage. In the end, he was so angry that I ended up telling him the truth. I understood why hewas angry, but the problem is that he started asking questions about my past, about things I'ddone before we met. He started to get jealous about sex I had before I met him. I omittedinformation about my sexual past because I was ashamed to tell him I was a big slut. He startedto insult me and treat me as if I had committed the worst crime. The insults and bad mood wenton for two days. I thought about leaving, but I didn't want to end things like that. After that, heslut-shamed me a lot, making nasty jokes about bathhouses and me being a whore. But wemanaged to move on.

The last week and a half was actually great. I know. Red flags everywhere. But I'm not a piece of cake either, I thought "nobody's perfect".

It's been four days since I've been back home. He didn't want to do long distance but wanted to keep interacting. I said I needed some time to detach. He texted me both days after I had asked him not to. And of course I didn't get upset because I actually missed him.

Since we had decided to not continue dating, my best friend wanted to come visit me in two months, so I made plans with her to travel to Europe (where he lives). I didn't tell him about those plans because 1) they weren't concrete. 2) we're not dating anymore.

I tried one last time to ask him to plan together a way for me to go to Europe with him, and ultimately decided not to. I then told him: "what if I just text you when I'm in Europe to see how we feel and if we want to meet". That made him SO ANGRY, and to this moment I don't understand why!!! He says I'm sketchy for hiding it from him, and I didn't hide it... up to that moment I didn't think of a possibility of us dating anymore, so why tell him? Then when the possibility of me going to him came back up, if it happened my plans with my friend would fall through.... so again why tell him? In the end, I told him as a solution to our problem, not with any weird intention.

Am I wrong here? Am I not seeing something?

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