I’ve been living with my girlfriend for two years, and in the beginning, everything worked well. We got along easily, spent quality time together, and managed to maintain a healthy balance between our individual lives and our relationship. A few months ago, she decided to pursue a career as an influencer. At first, it felt harmless — a fun side project involving a few photos and videos. I supported her fully and was happy she’d found something she was passionate about.

But things quickly spiraled.

Our apartment has essentially turned into her personal studio. Every corner needs to look “camera-ready,” and every room is treated like a potential filming set. When I come home exhausted from work, instead of being able to unwind, I’m met with a camera in my face because she’s “creating content.” Even private conversations have been recorded without my consent and later shared online.

It crossed a line when she posted part of a conversation where I had shared something deeply personal, never imagining it would be made public. When I tried to address it, she brushed it off — saying I was overreacting, that it was “part of the job,” and that I should be more supportive. Over time, this has worn me down. I feel like there’s no place left in our home where I can relax or be myself without worrying about being filmed or photographed.

A few days ago, after yet another moment of walking into a camera as soon as I got home, I sat her down for a serious conversation. I told her that while I respect how important her influencer career has become, it’s overwhelming for me. I suggested that she consider moving out — not because I want to end our relationship, but because I desperately need a private space where I don’t feel constantly watched.

She exploded. She accused me of being selfish, unsupportive, and controlling. She said I was trying to sabotage her success instead of celebrating it. Since then, communication between us has nearly stopped, and I feel like my boundaries and needs are being completely ignored.

I understand her excitement and ambition, but am I really wrong for wanting privacy and peace in my own home?