I'm having to make my boyfriend move out. I hate to do it, particularly since we have a child together. Breaking up is always excruciatingly unpleasant, and what's hard about this is that I'm not really as angry as I need to be in order to do it quite effectively.

I don't know what's wrong with me, that I can't make relationships work even when I try. I think it's got something to do with boundaries, I have such a hard time enforcing them. I wish I could just have calm and stability and happiness, not in the effusive constantly joyous sense of the word, just....contentedness, peace.