My bf (30M) wants to break up with me (25F) after almost 5 years because he wet the bed.
Last night my boyfriend went out with his friends and got back around 1:30am. I was already asleep but he woke me up when he got home so I know he was drunk when he got back.
This morning I wake up to the blanket I’m using soaking wet. I thought it was a dream but nope. I smelt it because I thought water fell of the shelf at first, nope. It was unmistakably pee.
I wake my boyfriend up and very calmly and gently ask him to check if he wet the bed. His mom told me previously that years ago he’d come home drunk and wet the bed and that’s why his old mattress was pretty much black.
Disgusting. I was very nice and cautious as to not hurt his feelings or embarrass him if he was unaware.
He wakes up groggy and mad that I woke him and says he didn’t. I checked my pants and the middle is dry so I’m very confused. The dog hasn’t had an accident in the house since he was a puppy so I know it’s not him.
I wake my bf up and tell him the beds wet, something happened. He denies it again and gets mad saying he only had 45 more minutes to sleep before work. I threw the blanket off me and to his side. It’s clearly wet.
When I sat up I see that he has laid down two shirts under him. I jolted out of bed and realized my pants on my hip are also soaked. I see a pair of boxers in the garbage.
I cannot believe what I’m experiencing. This man wet the bed in the middle of the night, and instead of cleaning it up he put down two thin tshirts and left me to sleep in his piss. I woke up covered in his pee!!
He then says admits he did but won’t let go of the fact that he doesn’t have much time left to sleep and starts calling me awful names. I asked why he didn’t clean it up when he realized and he acted like it wasn’t his job to clean it.
“You wet the bed, are still laying in it, and left me in it too!” I’m not yelling because his family outside (we’re at his house) but I’m obviously very annoyed.
And instead of taking any responsibility for it, no apology, no reason, no promise of cleaning it, instead of doing the mature thing, he breaks up with me. Tells me he’s finally single and he doesn’t have to put up with my fat @ss anymore.
He goes on a whole tirade about how fat I am. I don’t think I’m thin by any means. But I’ve been actively dieting, exercising, and doing intermittent fasting for the past few months and I’ve lost weight
He said such awful things to me, I just kept telling him to get up, get a bag, put the sheets in the washer, clean this, I’ll help you, how are you just sleeping in it?!”
But he just kept hurling insults at me. “Look at your fat face, your chin is shaking every time you talk. Your so ugly. I can clean this up in a minute but you’ll still be fat. I’m done with you, I’m not coming home tonight, I’m single.
I’m trying very hard to be understanding because I get that he’s embarrassed. But he was just saying so many mean things that I started crying. I told him I understand he’s embarrassed but we just need to fix the situation now.
He then took pictures of me crying so I took a video of him in a good damn puddle. He told me he’s not taking the sheets down while his parents are home and I better not tell them what happened.
I feel like I’m crazy, how is it my fault? He told me to lay down till his parents left so I changed my clothes and used baby wipes to clean off any wet areas that were on me. And I laid down in the dogs bed. Which prompted more mean comments about how that’s where I belong.
After he left the room I balled the sheets and comforter up. He told me to leave it until he came home but I have work today and can’t leave without losing thousands of dollars so I need the bed clean and he just won’t do it.
Before I moved them he literally sprayed cologne on them like that was a fix. I asked about the mattress cuz he doesn’t have a mattress protecter and he said he’ll flip it. He won’t. And that’s disgusting.
The morning ended with me on the dog bed crying, being called fat, being told I’m single now, and with a grown man’s urine soaked sheets to clean. I just want to scream.
Was I wrong for being upset? I tried to be understanding when I thought it was an accident but he left me in it and didn’t see and issue. And when confronted he lashed out and hurt met feelings because he was embarrassed. What could I have done differently, if anything? I don’t want to break up but maybe if we do it’ll be good.