More than a year and a half ago, I was in a very destructive relationship, he was 7 years older and involved in open-minded relationships... at the time I was taken up in a whirlwind of wanting new experiences and this relationship ended in substance abuse, sexual abuse, domestic violence and me discovering infidelity from his side that eventually turned into him "changing" me for a woman 10 years my senior. That was a breaking point and, in a drunken rage, I decided to pick up the pieces of my broken heart and dignity and left, cutting my long hair into a super short cut in retaliation an as a way of signing my independence from him and my own destruction. Fast forward a year or so later, still with my short hair as a reminder that I should not let anyone push me around or be abusive with me, a lot of self healing and friends who helped me put myself together and on the market looking for a nice guy... when I finally find someone from the past who had tried to engage a relationship with me but I had not given this particular individual a second thought because I was in this destructive relationship. I decided that I should give this new guy a shot. We met at a local bar and hit it off right away... so much in fact that a week later we were in a relationship but still taking it slow. I'm not the kind of person who gets involved with someone so quick, but I thought I was romantic for someone to have had me on his mind for a year or so and still after that time, still wanted to get to know me and be with me so intensely. Everything is good, we start to fall in love and the problems start... controlling, manipulative, checking my cellphone and threatening to end the relationship if he didn't have access to my Facebook account, even after confiding in him all the hell I had been through in my past relationship. The jealousy and fights every week were starting to get on my nerves... right until, on a business trip I got together with an old crush from high school and ended up in bed with him. I love my boyfriend very mucho but I truly don't know what to do... he wants to keep tabs on me and what I'm doing 24/7, and misinterprets everything he sees on my cell (we had an agreement that everyone deserves their privacy, and even if I've kept my side of the agreement he still keeps checking my cell) and my private Facebook messages, tries to control who I go out with and who my friends are... Frankly... I need good honest advice. I love this man half to death, and even if when I was with my old sweetheart I felt no remorse, but now I have no idea what to do and I feel awful. Help?