It’s been a really rough year for myself and my partner. I’m 32 he’s 31. We’ve been together for about 3 years but were friends before for about 2 years. He’s bi (call him B) and I’m gay, was a total ladies man all through high school and had sex with a lot of girls in his younger years, yet he loved sucking dick on the side. I moved from Ohio to Florida back in 2017 because I found Ohio depressing and wanted to be closer to the beach. My partner and I have a lot of arguments over silly shit, and other arguments are pretty serious. What started a huge argument right before Christmas was that he might have some travel time with his new job. So he felt the need to express that if he had to leave that he would want me to come with him because he would be afraid that I would fall out of love with him and find someone else to hangout with in the six months he would be gone. There was another instance that has caused much tension in the relationship, where I randomly stopped to see an old friend I knew back in middle school. He worked at the ford dealership here in town, I stopped for maybe 15mins just to say hey how you been etc. I told my partner and he immediately felt like it was a sketchy thing to do. 3 months later he did some snooping and saw that friend was gay. Now I will say that I feel shitty for not telling him that he was gay but my intentions by stopping to see said friend were not to spark things up with some other gay man. He got super pissed that I didn’t disclose that information in the beginning and I feel as if this is a good reason to break up with him only because this kind of behavior has always been brought up throughout our relationship and I don’t see him changing that.

He says he still loves me after all the bullshit I put him through and I’ll be honest and say I’ve never had someone love me through and through like that but maybe that’s manipulative love? I’m really torn because I still have a lot of love for this man and I’m starting to think that with my rash decision of wanting to break up and move 900 miles away will destroy me mentally. Am I a pos for wanting to break up over silly things and completely up root my life here in Florida to run back to Ohio? Would it be even sillier if I stayed in Florida but we just stayed friends?