I was 15, he was 18, and man, in retrospect he was such a dick. I think we were together for 1 whole year of manipulative bullshit. Whenever I tried to break up with him, I’d hear “You THINK you want to break up? If you just THINK you want to but you’re not sure, we should just stay together. Are you SURE?? You really don’t sound sure at all” which dragged on for months until I said, “YES. I WANT TO BREAK UP. I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT. DON’T EVER CALL ME AGAIN.”