This is abit of a long one but- I (21F) have been living with my boyfriend (24M) for about six months. Things were going fine until I started noticing his addiction patterns. He’s a heavy weed smoker, which wasnt a huge issue for me at first but it became problematic when I started experiencing severe anxiety and paranoia every time I was around it. (I had a very bad experience with weed-induced psychosis that completely fucked me up a couple years back.)

Anyways I told my boyfriend about how it made me feel about a 2/3 months ago. He was understanding at first but then continued to smoke around me, even though I asked him repeatedly not to. He said I was overreacting and that it didn’t affect me in the way I thought. This triggered me but regardless I tried to be patient, because i know addiction and all that, but at the same time my anxiety kept getting worse every time I smelled it or saw him light up. I literally couldn’t even be in the same room as him without getting triggered.

So lets forward to yesterday: I’ve been supporting him financially lately because of some money struggles he’s going through (long story). I came home yesterday really stressed from work and everything thats been going on and I caught him smoking AGAIN, right there in our bed room. I looked at him and It's like i entered full on rage mode because he was just sitting therr smiling at me. Not a second later I dropped my bags, stormed over grabbed his weed stash, marched straight to the kitchen window, and threww it all out into the street. Like all of it. I’m talking bags, lighters, grinder, and the weed- everything that was in the box.

He absolutely lost it. He started shouting, calling me crazy, and said I’d crossed a line. He was so angry that he literally started kicking the doors and the cupboards he was throwing things screaming at me. I retaliated by shouting back that i'd had enough and he left after i said that, didn’t come back until late, and when he did, he didn’t say a word to me. He’s been cold and distant ever since.

Now, I feel guilty. I know it was impulsive and maybe a bit too far, but at the same time, I felt like I was pushed to the edge. His smoking was seriously harming my mental health, and I was giving him everything i could to keep our relationship afloat while he just disregarded how much it was hurting me.

So yeah AITA for throwing his weed out? Or is he right that I was out of line?

EDIT: Thanks for your replies- He just came in the room and said hes gonna go walk the dog and smoke out in the field. THANKGOD! The first time he has smoked outside. (also he picked up the weed outside lol) I think it had some effect on him, maybe it made him finally realise? I just dont want him to fall back into the habit of smoking inside around me.