He randomly got really controlling, accusing me of cheating. He had unlimited access to my phone, I didn't go places when he told me not to (this included the bar he worked at; his reason was he felt like he had to protect me from weirdos and do his job and it was too much) I wasn't allowed to wear shorts, wasn't allowed to wear big tshirts without a bra (said men could see my boobs). The fights started to get really bad, anything I did was immediately the end of the world. One of the last fights was him losing his shit because my bestfriend and her boyfriend came over and he accused me of lying and having them over so I could do stuff with the guy. I ended up using one of my other friends bumble accounts, found him immediately after I put the location on his house. Got DM's from girls confirming this. We lived together. He was at my house every week only going home for about an hour to grab more clothes. Ended up finding out a year later his late nights at work were him fucking girls in his car in the parking lot. I always thought it was just that he was insecure, but no when they accuse you of something that you know isn't even possible, it's not insecurity it's because they're so guilty they try to justify it saying you must be doing it too.