I was twenty-three when we started dating five years ago. I didn’t know much about love and its intricacies, but I was ready to learn. He isn’t my first boyfriend, but my first boyfriend didn’t demand as much from me as he does. He said he was molding me into the kind of woman that pleased him. I was ready to learn to please him.

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I was then living with my parents, but I sneaked out to see him. I made up excuses so I could spend a weekend with him. He’s a good cook, so he taught me how he liked his food and the many favorites he had. I learned. I listened. I obeyed. I gave myself permission to grow in the relationship because I really loved him and the kind of person he was.

I’m currently twenty-eight and decided to have heart-to-heart conversations with him where I demanded honest answers. He’s thirty-five and has everything going for him. He has a good job, lives in a nice apartment, owns his own car, and recently completed his master’s. I asked him, “When are we going to get married?”

He laughed out loud and asked when I started thinking about marriage. He said, “Aren’t you too young to talk about marriage?” I protested. I said I wanted to know what his plans were concerning that so I could put it into my future plans. And then he said, “You’re a good girlfriend, but you’re not the best yet. As for the ring, you have to earn it.”

I asked what I wasn’t doing and what I could improve to earn it. He couldn’t mention anything in particular to suggest I was doing badly. He asked for days to think about it and later said, “Yes, you have to improve your bedroom game. I don’t want to cheat on my wife, so she has to be everything in the bedroom.”

For five years, I’ve allowed myself to be molded in every direction when it comes to intimacy. Everything I know, I learned from his experience. I can turn west and hang in the south all because of him. But there’s one thing I’ve never done for him, no matter how much he tried to convince me: to let him go through the back door. I figured it was what he was talking about, so I asked about it, and he said, “Yes, and many other things.”

I told him point blank that that would not happen, and it’s one of the few things I would never allow myself to do, no matter what. He shrugged his shoulders and said, “So be it.”

The relationship has to come to an end at this point, right?

He says he’s not asking us to end things, but I’m also not going to do what he requires of me, so naturally, it should end, right? I know the truth, but it means I’m throwing five years of my life away. This hurts like hell, starting all over again, so I’m left stranded in a relationship I know I should walk out from but am unable to do so. How do I make things easier?

—Mavis

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