I have been hesitant to post about this. It is really shameful. My boyfriend moved into my studio apt. with me 7 years ago, when his cheating wife left him. He had accepted her child after she lied and said it was his, but really was some other guy's kid. He stayed with her for three years after she had this other guys baby. Eventually, she cheated again and left him, and when he was about to get evicted from his old apt, because he stopped paying rent for like 9 months, he asked to stay with me for awhile. Well, awhile turned in to a year, 2, 3, 4, and I don't even know how it got to 7. It's a blur. Anyway, throughout the years, I have had a lot of downs, moments of tiny ups, and now I think I am in full on break down mode. Nearly every month of those 7 years, I have told him to get his own place. He has too much baggage for me to deal with, and I honestly don't think he ever cared about me. I have helped him to my detriment. He has never said he loves me in all those years, and seems to be perfectly content holed up in that disgusting studio apt. At this point, I don't care if he loves me, it's too late anyway, the actions spoke louder. I was able to ignore my mind for so long, but now my body has had enough. I get physically sick sleeping there. I have been sleeping at my mom's for about 3 weeks now. I shower at my apt. because my good shower is one of my few joys. My life has shrunk so much that I am appreciating the smallest things like a good shower and fresh air. He smokes, snores, plays video games and greases up the kitchen with his terrible food. I have gained weight, quit my job, am dragging myself to finish school, which is the one good thing I have managed to not self destruct. The fact that I'm not there has delighted him so much. He thinks I should just move back in with my mom while he stays there, and brings his 4 kids over, and plays video games and cooks, and generally destroys the place. I just wanted to tell someone, anyone, what goes on. There are people like this in the world. They will take everything, even if you barely have anything. My apt. was supposed to my refuge from my mother and mean, greedy, selfish people. Now, I am at her beck and call again. She is temperamental, and I'm an excellent house guest. I clean, cook, and I still get things taken out on me. I'm gonna snap. I might as well sleep on the stretch of road I drive up and down everyday. I'm almost done with school, and all this stress for so many years, even before this, has worn me down, I can only do one thing at a time. I am living on financial aid refund money, which is pretty much the loan, so living on borrowed money. I even paid the rent this month. I don't know why......I keep thinking by some miracle he will leave. I look for other apts. and they are so freaking expensive now. I don't know what to do. I talked to him about this rationally, and he gets all upset, and plays games, saying that I'm kicking him out. I was raised around men who had real problems, and they still managed to stand on their own two feet. I really don't get this. He is not depressed, has no mental or physical illness. Makes $20/hr., but pays $800 total in child support. He still has plenty to afford a nice place of his own. He seems to think that he is the only guy who pays child support, so therefore needs to rely on a single struggling girl to help him. I guess I have put up with it for so long because I have no one. Only my mom, and a brother. My family all died a few years ago, along with a good friend. I can't call anyone just to talk, they're gone. So, thanks to anyone who read this.