I just got my very first apartment, and my new boyfriend is already volunteering my futon for his ex whenever she posts crying TikToks about being lonely. I feel sick to my stomach, but if I put my foot down, will I look like the crazy, jealous new girlfriend?

Short and sweet: You signed a lease on your own sanctuary, not on a drop-in shelter for your boyfriend’s emotional baggage. Here is the reality: It is entirely reasonable not to want a stranger who used to kiss your boyfriend sleeping three feet away while you make morning coffee. That’s not being 'crazy jealous'—that’s just having basic human boundaries. He might think he’s playing the noble hero, but right now he’s offering up your safe space to soothe her feelings while completely ignoring yours. Take back your keys before the futon turns into a permanent emotional campground. Tell him straight: "I want to support your friendships, but my apartment is my private home. Having your ex crash here doesn't work for me, so if she needs a place to cry, it can’t be under my roof." If he gets defensive, let him. A guy who genuinely cares about your fresh start won't turn your very first living room into an episode of someone else's drama.