Whether we’d like to admit it or not, I think if we’re being honest with ourselves (guys included… y’all can be crazy too), we’ve all done something most people would consider psycho at least at one point in our lives.

Odds are, if we start to feel crazy in a relationship, there’s probably a larger issue at play. What we SHOULD do, is take a step back and evaluate ourselves, our situation, and our relationship. But what we often do, is point the blame at someone else.

There are a few lines we cross when we go from “normal” to psycho.

1. We’ll start off with the obvious: Stalking.

This includes: Perpetual social media stalking, location creeping (ie; Find My Friends), or doing literally anything on any accounts (email, Facebook, etc.) you have access too.

I don’t care if Joey gave you his Facebook password one time so you could help him find his long lost cousin… do NOT use that shit. Everyone deserves privacy, even if you think they’re cheating on you.

2. You check their phone… even when they’re around.

Ok, a certain amount of glancing is natural. We’re all a little ADHD, so we see a screen light up and naturally glance over.

You’re taking it too far when you study the notification or look over their shoulder while they’re texting. There’s no reason why you should breathe down someone’s neck while they’re replying to a text about dinner from mom.

3. You’re REALLY into PDA.

First of all, there is NO reason for grown ups to be making out in public. If you’re still doing that for whatever reason, all I can say is ew, get a room.

What I’m really talking about here though, is ONLINE PDA. It’s one thing to post occasionally about your boo; it’s inevitable really, especially if you go on trips together or just generally do cool things. It’s not necessary to post endless couple selfies, especially when they’re all accompanied by some sappy post about how great they are and how much you love them.

What are you trying to prove? That you’re dating someone *really* great and want to rub it in your “friends'” faces, or are you trying to make sure that all of your SO’s followers see ALL those tagged photos?

4. You keep a running list of all the things they have ever done to hurt you and/or you pick fights.

…And bring it out every time you get in an argument, even if it’s not relevant.

There’s this beautiful thing we all need to learn at some point in life, and it’s called the Art of Letting Go. Trust me, you’ll be a lot happier without all that baggage.

Think about whatever it is you’re fighting about: Will this really matter in a week, a month, or a year? If not, you’re being petty. Eat some chocolate and move the fuck on.

5. You forbid your partner from seeing ANYONE.

Ah, a classic…

There is never a good reason to control who someone else hangs out with outside of your relationship unless they are in actual danger. This includes both same sex and opposite sex friends. If you TRULY trust someone, the words “block him/her” should never leave your lips.

Psycho is: Possessive, controlling, inconsolable.

I’m sure you can list a million more little things you think a “psycho” girlfriend or boyfriend would do, but I’m gonna stop here because all of these behaviors have an underlying theme of insecurity. Why else do you feel compelled to be overly possessive of another human being or controlling of what they do? No matter what they say, they can’t console you to feel secure in the relationship and at the end of the day… that’s on YOU.

But I’ll let you in on a little secret here: If you feel compelled to do any of these things, you should probably take a few steps back and evaluate your relationship. Sure, “being crazy,” might ruin a relationship, but let’s be real… there was something amiss in the first place for you to even begin to act that way.

Whether you need to work on loving yourself, or you just are in a toxic relationship, the fact is, you don’t HAVE to feel this way. You don’t NEED to worry about showing off your relationship or reading your SO’s text messages.

Let’s face it: Being psycho is really NOT that fulfilling. Frankly, it’s exhausting. But don’t just take my word for it.