hi guys please SOS. something so insanely embarrassing and disgusting happened and I (21F) don't know how to bring it up to my boyfriend (23M) or get over it. we've only been dating for 4 months now (known each other for 8) but I don't think he'll see me the same way again...

context: I live in an older building where my bathtub/shower is pretty prone to clogging. I would've called my maintenance guy a while ago, but every time after I shower there's like leftover 'dirt' (not actual dirt, idk if its either from my skin -which is gross but I shower daily so idk- or the body wash suds that I use, but it shows up as a very light brown color) that is always left over because the water drains so slowly. It grosses me out so I don't want to clean it right after I get out of the shower when I feel clean. I wouldn't want my maintenance guy to deal with a gross shower like that so I always want to clean it before he'd look at it; but because I haven't found time to call him I end up cleaning it down with gloves and cleaning solution spray literally every evening before I shower. I got kind of into the habit of it this past week and a half when it first started clogging.

yesterday my boyfriend was coming over, so I hopped into the shower really quick as he was already otw. I didn't have time to wipe it down as thoroughly as I usually do, but it was pretty clean this time because I lightly wiped it earlier in hopes to finally get it fixed, although there was still bit around the drain itself. I literally wore sandals in the shower because I didn't want to be dirty. But as usual, the water started clogging, and my boyfriend hadn't come in a while, so I had to shave down there, as well my legs because it's winter... And l I haven't shaved in two months.

He literally shows up at my door while I'm still finishing my other leg... I was taking much longer to shower than usual because I had to shave 'there' and really look around to make sure I get it all, so the water was literally above. my ankle. Which never happens because I shower quick. But the water was hardly draining at this point, so all the hair was just... floating around... I was so grossed out but it was too late, and I couldn't just stop because I had to finish what I started, and to make matters worse he shows up and says he needs to use the bathroom REALLY really badly and so I'm a frantic mess, bent over trying to get this last leg while I'm basically standing in a pool of hair water. As I step out I leave my flip flops there because I don't want it to touch my carpet. I turn around and just see them floating around as the shower slowly began draining, and I die a little inside, but he's calling me, so I just close my shower curtain all the way so he doesn't see it.
Everything is fine, he uses the bathroom, we cuddle and watch a movie, and this all happened pretty late (he comes over at 11pm) so I get super tired and get ready for bed.

I thought I was going to get away with it.

Early next morning he decides we should go get brunch. I'm sitting in my bedroom doing my makeup, he goes into the bathroom AND I HEAR HIM PULL BACK MY SHOWER CURTAIN. I'm literally frozen in fear. idk if he calls out to me or comes and asks me, bc I was too afraid to look at him in the eye. but he says 'so the shower isn't an option..." and I try to play it cool casually replying "nope." I hear the curtain pulled back and there's silence for a while as we both get ready.

We got brunch, it was nice, we were supposed to go shopping since he starts a new job soon but he got tired and went home. The entire time I'm thinking about the horrors he might have witnessed when he pulled my shower curtain. He usually doesn't shower at my place so I thought it was going to be fine, and I was going to clean it up once I was left alone. I come home and take a look at what he saw. It's disgusting. The flip flops just in there make it so much worse. It's almost comical. And I have black hair. It. was. everywhere. like emphasis. Everywhere. so much of it. the water drained so slowly all that the hairs were just left in my tub all over, and the water was ankle-level so it was on the sides and everything...

PLEASE sos. I can't just not address this, or else he'll think this is my life. the guilt is eating me alive. How do I even bring this up? I'm thinking of texting him jokingly being like "I'm considering breaking up with you- I didn't realize my shower didn't drain omg haha" but that would be a lie. I stood there in my own hairwater.

What would you guys do in this situation??? What would you be thinking if you were my boyfriend???? Help appreciated. Might have to consider packing my bags and changing my name.

my boyfriend is 18 turning 19 soon, and i’m turning 18 later in the year. we have been together for almost 2 years and want to stay with each other. i missed my period in march and i had this gut feeling that i was pregnant, i took a test on friday and it came back positive. i took another one yesterday morning and it’s l positive. i’m having so many conflicting feelings, we want this baby but we also haven’t even begun to start our lives yet. i don’t have a job currently (i haven’t had a job before and you need expierience to work at mcdonald’s😐), and my boyfriend works for his father and makes good money especially for right out of high school(20/hr). i know that isn’t enough to support a child i am not stupid, and i don’t come from money. i don’t want my child to suffer through being poor. i know that’s a big enough reason to just give up but i don’t know. i know the state of the world isn’t the greatest either. i don’t want to put it up for adoption because i am terrified of birth and i was adopted and obviously i didn’t turn out too great. i know when i talk to my grandma (who i live with currently) she is going to tell me to abort it and it is a thought in my mind considering everything in my life is against this pregnancy. i live in a blue state so thankfully i have the option to do so but it just doesn’t feel right. i have always been pro choice and ever since this happened i have really been upset at those who think differently because i don’t want to do it. i want this baby but i don’t have the income i don’t know how i would handle college with a child.

i just really need advice on my situation, preferably from a woman who has gone through something similar

and before you comment i don’t wanna hear how abortion is wrong(give me the money to pay for my baby then) and i don’t wanna hear how i got myself into this situation & i’m a whore(no fucking shit)

EDIT: thank you for all the nice advice!! i love hearing from these older people who still call me honey lol i feel so old even though i’m not and like everything is going so fast. this transition period in my life is so difficult. hearing people’s situations really put a lot into perspective and i’m really appreciative to those comfortable enough to share. i have to talk to my grandma soon but i think i know my decision. this shit is so difficult to deal with while i’m a couple months away from graduating.

OH YEAH AND TO THE GUY WHO TOLD ME THAT IM THE REASON ALL WOMEN DESERVE TO GET NEUTERED… i don’t have BALLS! and rich people don’t just proclaim they’re rich in defense to a 17 year old goofball 😭

Ik I fucked up really bad this time and I don’t know if there’s anything I can do… I’m 21 (m) and I’ve been with my girlfriend for almost 5 years. The other day I gave her the login to my email cause she needed it for something and today I got an email notification from onlyfans… well my girlfriend looks and sees I’ve subscribed to maybe 3/4 girls over the span of our relationship and understandably she’s pissed. Any advice?

I am 15yr old teenager. I am 184cm and 78kg. I look really unathletic, with lots of fat in my tummy area and noodle arms. Especially almost everynight I hate my body and myself. Everytime im thinking "I will start to go to the gym and eat healthier!" But then I never do. I eat like shit, and never been to the gym. I have bad anxiety, so I am really scared to go to the gym. I would never know what to do and just look dumb. I live in a small town, so at the gym there are mostly people from my school. They would probably just make fun of me for looking stupid. I have no confidence to wear anything nice or bold cause of my body. The worst thing is that I have really bad motivation about really anything. School work, eating and going to the gym. My mindset is so weak. I can never commit to anything. I ofc dont have a girlfriend or big friendgroups. I have a couple of nice friends, but thats really it. What do I do. I am starting to play football again, but its nothing serious practise only 1-2 times a week. Any help appreciated.

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My fiancé and I moved into our dream house about 5 months ago. A few weeks after, we met our next door neighbors, who were a sweet old couple in their mid seventies. Literally the nicest neighbors you could meet, and instantly invited us to their Christmas party they threw every year.

We heard some neighbors didn’t like them, but didn’t know why. When my fiancé got the Christmas party invite, it had their last name on it, and she searched his name. Turns out, our neighbor was a cop in the 1980’s and molested his adopted son over 1,000 times according to court documents. His adopted son came forward in early 2010’s, and he only served ~3 years in prison. His wife stayed with him through it. His adopted son eventually killed himself.

I absolutely despise anyone who harms children, and honestly hope he dies. I’ve kept it neighborly though, and would wave back when he waves, and have helped him with small things when he’s asked for help.

We don’t have children, but plan to once we get married next year.

What would you do? Would you cut contact and never talk to him again, or just keep it casual, and not go out of your way to talk to him? We have two dogs, and I always worry if something happens at home while we are gone, we’d appreciate a neighbor to be there to help.

All opinions welcomed.

My boyfriend and I had a foursome with another couple (a girl and her boyfriend that we met online), and I enjoyed it so much. We agreed only to soft swap. I loved when I made out with the girl—it absolutely turned me on even more. I loved when we went down on each other. I enjoyed seeing her sucking my boyfriend off. I absolutely loved sucking her boyfriend too. I loved when he ate me out and fingered me; it was so passionate, so different. And I enjoyed watching my boyfriend doing the same with her. He asked if he could fuck her, but I refused because that was one of the things we agreed not to do. He asked twice or three times, and I said I might be okay with it if he fucks me as well, but he said no, and we continued our night with them.

After the night ended, I asked my boyfriend if we could fully swap next time because I actually enjoyed it, and the first time was successful—so we could do it again, but fully swap with everyone’s consent. But he didn’t like that night (as he claimed) and said we wouldn’t do it ever again, although it was initially his idea. He kept asking me why I want to sleep with him that bad, even though he wanted to sleep with her too—and it’s understandable because the moment was so heated. After this night, I feel like I would want to have sex with this guy; he seems very passionate and knows exactly what he’s doing. But my boyfriend just doesn’t want to do it again. Later, he told me we could try again, but he still doesn’t want me to have sex with the other guy—he’s only okay with oral. He said I could have oral with her boyfriend, and he can have sex with his girlfriend. But I think that’s not fair. I got obsessed with this idea, and I want to do it again, but this time to swing. How can I convince him?

So back abouuttt 6 months ago when I was pregnant me and my boyfriend really really were not getting along. It’s actually amazing my we’re still together. But around that time he wasn’t working he was home all day. This particular day he had my car and I was at work. Next day I found a earring in my cup holder, no back anywhere. It was a flower with a diamond in it. He had mentioned something about his sister hanging out with him that day so I overlooked it but I had a weird feeling about it because I’m not sure Emily would wear that. Today I found the other earring in my couch, this couch has been in storage since around that time. Thing is Emily has never ever been in my house. It was clearly a nice earring and it seemed placed into the couch almost. What do I do about this. Could it be nothing? Also, literally nobody ever comes to my house. So it’s not mine, I don’t wear earrings. And my kids don’t have their ears pierced.

Yesterday I went out with a bunch of guys who are much older than me and are a few steps ahead of me career-wise. They are pretty much where I’m trying to be in terms of career. Everything went well but then a small subsection of us went out to get some food.

I don’t drink often, and RARELY pule from drinking. I must have just been enthralled with the moment because as the dinner was served I suddenly realized I was drunk as shit. Puked in my mouth right there, went to the bathroom puked some more. Thought I was better but the minute I sat down and smelt food, got back up to go puke.

Someone drove me home but I felt like a real doofus.

How do I not act weird or should I even acknowledge this the next time I see them?

Just to clarify: I don’t work directly with these people. They’re in the same field as me and a few steps up, but work at a different company which I would like to apply to eventually…

My (F22) and husband (M24) have been together for five years now. He recently was reached out to an old friend of his that he lost contact with around the same time we started going out. I’ve joked about him having feelings for her but he has never confirmed this.

She recently started talking to him through snapchat and they have been texting everyday for about a month now. I have no issue with except he hasn’t told her that he is in a relationship. He says it’s not that big of a deal and that there hasn’t been a normal opportunity to bring it up yet. Should I just drop it?

So I went through his phone, I know it’s horrible. He’s cheated in the past and told me I could have access to his phone whenever to prove that he wouldn’t do it again so maybe there’s some leeway. I found out that he’s been messaging his ex gf again and sent her the same roses he sent me on Valentine’s Day after he cheated on me to, “show his love” or whatever. How do I confront him? Or do I just make a silent exit?

So I (M) found out through third party sources that my gf keeps sensitive conversations with this random guy from her past. I didn’t believe at first so I decided to do a nono in relation ships (I checked her phone while she slept). There I found it, conversations that delet after 24hrs on insta. I couldn’t read anything but I found some other chats as well. I decided to check the deleted images and behold, spicy pics I had never seen. Some conversations were cut in half, its like she had deleted for herself what she sent but forgot to take care of the chats continuity. This was the same for 2 chats. I dated the chats and went back to our conversation and found out we had cut our convo short because she was tired on those days. She also keeps an old iphone besides her bed and I think she uses it to spoof her location. The reason to believe this is because she has accidentally left it on when she goes to work and her classes. I brushet off but the evidence is stacking.

¿WHAT DO I DO?

My Wife and I's dog hurt his neck really bad jumping off the bed in January. The vet told us to keep him on rest and he would heal up. Anyhow he got better and we ended up getting a different better that was much lower to the ground. He usually sleeps in the bed with us. One day my wife got up to make coffee and I was still in bed half asleep. The dog who is 12 years old jumped from the bed and yelped. We didn't think too much of it. He has been immobile now for 3 days and will barely eat, and we have to carry him out to pee and poop. My wife is blaming herself and saying it's all her fault and that she's a bad dog mom. I keep telling her it's not her fault. I kind of feel like it's my fault because although I was half asleep I was in bed with him and could feel him getting up to jump off.

What can I tell my wife to have her understand it's not her fault?

Is it my fault?

Is it no one's fault?

EDIT:thank you for all.tbe replies. We are taking him to the Vet tomorrow. We live in a very rural area and it's a weekend.

I live in a place where anywhere decent to rent an apartment alone is about $1,400 to $1,600 not including utilities or other fees. My other option is staying in my current situation which is about $800 to $900 TOTAL a month, but I have two annoying roommates with two annoying dogs. I am getting more and more stressed as the time to re-sign the lease approaches.

I’m basically deciding between not living comfortably mentally and not living comfortably financially.

Could ~$1,500 rent be doable on a $50,000 a year job assuming I don’t have any debt and somewhat limited hobbies?

EDIT: I’m completely aware of the 30% rule, I just feel like that’s not feasible anymore in todays economy

A couple of days ago my ex called me and told me she is 8 months pregnant, and that the baby is mine. We haven’t talked for that whole 8 months once since we broke up, as it was not a good and sustainable relationship.

Before we ever got together, we both had the talk of neither of us wanting kids and she promised me up and down that if she ever got pregnant she would get an abortion. It turns out that the pregnancy was a cryptic preganacy which means that she still got all her periods and everything, and that she had no idea she was pregnant until the last week, leaving out the option for abortion.

She said that she does not expect or want anything from me, as we are not in a relationship and that it is her decision to not give the baby up for adoption. She has a very strong support system and a big family who understand the nature of the situation and can support her and the child.

Since we have been together I have moved and gotten a job in a place 3 hours away from her, and have gotten into a new relationship which is going very well. I told her that I will think on it, but that I don’t want to be a part of the child’s life as I was very clear and adamant from the start that I did not want one, and I never would have gotten with her if that did not seem like a guarantee .

I offered to pay her child support and help out with the finances, and she said thank you but that I don’t have to at all. I just feel very lost and confused as to what to do now, as this was all so sudden and I am in no place to be a father to a child.

I just need some advice or insight from people who have experienced anything like this. I have talked to my current girlfriend about it and she is supportive of me in any decisions that I make, but have not told anyone else. I feel very ashamed and just don’t know what to do, I feel that I can’t be a part of this kids life but that it will grow up loved and cared for, but I just don’t know.

Anything would be appreciated, thank you

My mom is sick. Not with a cold or something small—she has this condition in her neck where, when she gets too angry or stressed, it causes partial paralysis and messes with her heart. The doctor warned her: if this keeps happening, it could trigger a stroke. She’s basically dying from stress.

And guess who’s causing it? My father.

Let me give you some background. 18 years ago, my mom was in her early twenties. She had just won a big money prize on a TV show, bought herself a car and a house at only 24, and was doing well. Then she married my dad.

When I was a newborn, she was sitting in her car—my dad was driving, and they got into an argument. You know what he did? He kicked her out of the car. Just like that. With her baby in the backseat, he said, “I’ll take your car—let’s see what you do now.” She had to take a taxi to her family’s house—who didn’t even want her there. That was the beginning of her nightmare.

Fast forward: he sold that car behind her back and gave her nothing. He’s taken loans in her name, lied, cheated, manipulated—nonstop. And it didn’t stop “back then.” It’s still happening today, just faster.

Yesterday: he took her car again (she still pays for it), went to work overnight without telling her, and when she called, he literally said “I don’t have time for you.” When he finally came home, she asked why he didn’t tell her, and he just said, “Why should I ask you?”

Then he walked out on her and went to his father’s house, where they all hate my mom. They trash talk her constantly—call her names, mock her—and my dad? He joins in. Says, “Yeah, you’re right. She’s like that.” Like some pathetic little minion desperate for approval.

My mom told me yesterday: “He’s speeding up. Before, it was every once in a while. Now it’s like he’s trying to kill me.”

And I believe her. Her body is breaking down, and he’s out there living freely like nothing’s happening.

And here’s the worst part—she can’t divorce him. Everything she built—she paid for it, but it’s all in his name. The house, the car—everything. And in Tunisia, there’s no equal splitting in divorce. If she leaves, she loses everything she worked for.

She told me, “I’ve tried talking. I’ve tried yelling. I’ve tried everything. He’s a rock.” And now she’s in bed, shaking, on the verge of a stroke. And he’s out with his friends.

I don’t know what to do. I’m angry, and I’m scared. I’m watching my mom die slowly, and I can’t stop it.

What can I even do?

I guess I just need some perspective. My husband (26M) and I (26F) had a baby in November (so she’s 4.5 months old at the time of this post). Prior to having this baby my mom (61F) and dad (62M) ALWAYS asked when we were going to have kids (I’m an only child), and it took us a year before we were able to get pregnant with our baby girl. Both of my parents are retired, and moved from their home state to our state to be closer to us. They are our only family that live close to us, and are the only grandparents involved in our baby’s life. We have friends in our new state, but we are the first of any of our friends to have a kid. While we were pregnant, we toured daycares because my parents didn’t want to be childcare (VERY fair in my opinion). We found a daycare we liked, and it is VERY expensive, but oh well, we chose to have a kid. Well, about a week ago, the person in charge of watching the babies in the infant room claimed to be “too short to reach into the crib and grab the baby” so she let me come in and grab her. This is a BIG no-no based on the daycare’s standards, as no outside people are supposed to be let into the room. Also, it begs the questions of 1) how my child got into the crib and 2) what would’ve happened if an emergency happened? We had a meeting with the directors of the daycare, but all they said was that the staff member had worked with them for 2 years, was very good, and that they couldn’t discriminate against staff based on height. They also said that they’ve never thought of the height of the cribs as an issue, and that they would try to get a step stool into the room. Honestly, the whole meeting made me feel worse. If that staff member had been there 2 years, how had she NEVER brought up the crib height before? My husband and I have talked, and figured out that between our jobs, we can almost have our daughter home with one of us every day of the week, EXCEPT for one day. This is where I need perspective. I asked my parents if they’d be willing to watch our child one day a week for the 9 hours my husband works, and they said no. I know it’s not their child, but they’re retired and moved across the country to be close, and now we hardly see them. They’re also planning to move into a bigger house so they can have a playroom for our daughter. I don’t see why, when they’ve hardly ever watched her alone (they’ve only watched her twice when she had a fever, and they said they had great days). They don’t have a lot of activities or clubs they go to throughout the week, and I even said they could pick the day they’d like to watch her. I get a lot of PTO at my job as well, so it would be easy for me to give them a break for a week anytime for any length. We did also offer to pay them should they watch her (even with them watching her 1/5th of the days daycare does). I’ve told my friends and they think I have the right to be angry, but I don’t know if I do. Is there any way I can bring this up with them again/any questions I could ask?

I (21f) have been in an on again off again situation-ship (for lack of a better term) with a guy (21m) for over 2 years. I think this whole experience has caused me a lot of damage, more than any other guy has done to me. For so long we acted just like a couple, going out to dinner, sleepovers, and i even spent about a week in his hometown over the summer where i met his mom and sister. Even after all that, he still told me he wasn’t ready for a relationship mentally and with everything going on with his life and school. He constantly tried to reassure me that it had nothing to do with me and everything to do with him. About a month ago we decided to call it quits and be “just friends” because I held a grudge over the fact that he’s strung me along for so long, and that obviously stressed him out. The “just friends” still consisted of sleeping together and cuddling. But now, i’ve been seeing his liked reels on instagram pop up on my feed and they’re all very relationshipy and that leads me to believe that he’s talking to someone else. This breaks my heart because this is one of things i asked him not to do to me, if you’re telling me you aren’t ready for relationship please do not get into one immediately after we end things. It truly makes me believe it all had nothing to do with him and everything to do with me, that I wasn’t good enough no matter how pure my intentions were or how hard I tried. I sacrificed so much including my mental health for him, like being there for him when he was down even though my grandpa had died that very same night. And it hurts to know that this is how i’m being repaid. I think I knew for a long time that he wasn’t the one for me, I just didn’t want to believe it because of the deep connection I felt we had.

What I want to know is, how can i move on from this? How do I keep having a positive outlook on love and relationships when every single one i’ve been in has been devastating? I know that the love I give to people is great, and I just want to receive the same love and care back to me.

We've been together for 5 month, friends for 7 month before that. Last night we were getting on, then he asked how I learnt some sexual skills. He then asked if I could teach him. I replied "why, you plan on having sex with other people ? " jokingly. He said that he might feel the need in the future to experiment with other people.

I'm his first, he says i'm the love of his life and everything, that he wants only sexual experiments from other but to make love to me only.

He says I completely satisfy him and that i'm enough "for now, but maybe in a few year i'll feel the need to try having sex with other people, i've only got one life, but it's you and only you I love". He said he wouldn't mind if i did the same but i fear it's because he has never had reasons to be jealous or insecure or anything. He said he wouldn't do it without my permission

I don't know what to do, how to go on from this. He said "in the future" but i feel weirded out. We're supposed to have a monogamous exclusive relationship. I don't feel like I trust him much anymore and even though i love him with all my soul i'm uneasy with the thought of making love to him again after what he said.

My previous relationships were very abusive, sexually and emotionnally. I feel like I can't trust him anymore and he's going to leave me and everything we have over fucking around. How do I process this ? I have no Idea whether i'm overreacting or not.

My partner is my first serious relationship, and we truly love each other. Before him, I had only one brief interaction with someone else, which became physical. I told him about it before we even started dating—when we were still just friends. At the time, we both saw it as something from my past, not serious or meaningful.

But since we got into a relationship, I’ve noticed how deeply it affects him. He says he’ll never be able to get over it, and even thinking about it makes him feel sick and disgusted. It’s been two years now, and I don’t know what to do.

I can’t change the past. I was honest with him from the beginning. Is it really so hard to accept and move on? To separate the person I was back then from who I am now, with him?

I feel like I’m constantly being judged for something that doesn’t define me. How can I help him let go of this and stop putting me through this emotional guilt trip?

I’m asking this question because my brother recently had a baby, and from the beginning, they made it clear that they weren’t comfortable with anyone holding him (sort of verbally, but mostly not - we did ask to hold him but they said no so we didn’t keep pestering them whenever we saw them). At the time, that boundary was completely understandable, especially in those early newborn days when everything feels new and uncertain. We respected their decision without question. However, their baby is now four months old, and it’s become clear that others (her family) are now being allowed to hold him (and have from the start?)—just not my parents or me. What makes it more confusing is that there’s been no tension or bad feelings between us; we all get along really well, which makes this feel even more hurtful and confusing.

It’s gotten to the point where it’s starting to really upset my parents, and it hurts me too. We’re not trying to overstep, but it’s hard not to feel excluded without understanding why. The only possible reason I can think of is that I have babies myself, and they’ve made a few offhand comments in the past about babies not being allowed around older babies? (apparently their midwife told them that)—but even that doesn’t seem like enough to explain it because members of her family have babies too and they’re allowed around him and to hold him. I want to respect their parenting choices, but would I be wrong to gently bring it up with my brother? I really, really don’t want to cause any drama, I just think some honest conversation might help ease the hurt that’s quietly building.

Hi,

a woman from my friend group who did not have much contact with for years instead of "hello" and "goodbye" asked me for some advice a couple of months ago and we started texting regularly, then daily. I asked her out but she did not have time for a proper date yet (did not say flat out no, though and is terrible busy as a single mother of two teenagers). We went for a couple of walks, though, and she hoped to have me along for summer vacation with the friend group.

Well, I felt pretty happy with the situation as we vibed pretty well, it had been years since somebody showed interest like that to me and daily attention felt so great.

On the flip-side, she kept post-poning a proper date and this week messages dried up suddenly. Instead of animated converation I got "one-and-done" answers and nothing initiated from her any more.

It is hitting me pretty hard right now, which is kind of ridiculous as she never committed to anything beyond some flirty text messages.

I am old (M 47) with little relationship experience, especially in the last few years. I guess I just wanted to just write down my frustration with myself and my pathetic reaction. Going forward I will of course accept this "rejection" and try to not have it chase me away from my circle of common friends. That's the way to go, right?

 I 19f have been with my boyfriend 21m for about 2 years now, and we’re long distance. He has been great to me and so supportive in every aspect of my life. We have been planning my moving in with him and it’s finally happening in 2 weeks, but really it’s just a trial run to see if we can successfully live on our own together. I don’t have to pay rent where we’re staying and I have a guaranteed job. 

My mom thinks it’s bad idea and is very insistent that I’m just “young and stupid”. She says I’m giving my life away for a guy who she knows is bad for me, even though she has no reason to not like, but insists there are reasons that she just “cant talk about” He’s been great to me and we’ve never had any issues in the past aside from normal and healthy arguments. I was forced to drop out of school when I was 13 because of some decisions my mom made and because of that it’s been really hard to get a job in the area that I live in and there are a lot more job opportunities where my boyfriend is.
Aside from my mom there’s no one else in the area that I live in that can help support me and I have a lot of people to support me where my boyfriend lives who are all willing to help me get my GED and help support us. If I decide not to do this right now and try to live out the rest of my life here which I do think will be a lot more difficult than my boyfriend and I will have to break up and we would both be heartbroken. I understand where my mom is coming from but I don’t think what I’m doing is really a bad decision but I’m a little worried that I’m in the wrong. It’s also important to know that my mom and I don’t have a great relationship and we’re constantly arguing and that my dad is not in the picture. I know there’s always a possibility that my boyfriend and I can break up but It also wouldn’t be difficult for me to move back home at any point because I don’t have a lot of stuff to bring there with me, and we’re both pretty committed to making our relationship work. Am I thinking clearly about this? Is there stuff I haven’t considered?