I recently left my first relationship with a trans male. We're both in high school and we have a class together. I broke up with him cause I don't like guys saw that he frequently whined about going nowhere in life and hating himself over it, but doing nothing about it. I try to make him feel better and tell him he needs to own up to his responsibility in a nice way, he does that for a few days, repeat

Today in class I was working and I let him use my pencil so he can work, only taking back when I needed to draw out some lines. He gave my pencil back when he was done and then kept trying to take it from me despite saying no. He tried grabbing and I shooed him off

M: You need to know when to stop and to grow up

H: ?

M: When I asked you to stop grabbing for my pencil. You didn't know when to stop and you were being a child about it

H: I'm sorry, I was just joking around. I thought we were goofing off and having fun. Once I knew that you were serious, I stopped. I kept on goofing off, but I stopped grabbing for your pencil

M: Well you gotta learn when people are serious. You took too long

H: At least I stopped, would you rather I had kept going

M: No, I'm glad you stopped. But you still need to learn when people are serious

H: Maybe I was just trying to have fun with you? Like I haven't been able to for weeks now. Do you have any idea how many times I've fallen apart because if I hadn't told you how I felt you would still love me? You would still do stuff with me? You say we're still friends but it doesn't feel like it and I'm trying my best but it's not working and it never will. I'm sorry that I'm a royal fuck up and all I do is ruin everything I'm a apart of. I don't care if I'm wrong at this point. I don't care if blowing up is wrong, but I have wanted to do this for so long that I don't care. I've been tearing myself apart cause everyone I've ever loved is leaving and I'm stuck in the hole I dug. I don't care anymore. I hate myself more than I ever have in the past year. This is probably going to ruin everything between us, but let's face it. We never had a chance. I was eventually going to fuck up one way or another. I'm so fucking sorry that I'm the biggest fuck up on earth and that I fucked up everything we had

M: You're not a fuck up. You just need to mature a bit. You may have dug a hole, but whining won't help. I'm sorry I didn't realize that me not doing much hurts you. Don't torture yourself over your decision. I'm not into guys. "I'm alone and a fuck up," I've been there. But I realized I wasn't living up to my potential, and I was dissapointed. That game you wanna play, it can wait. Your grades, your life, they won't. I don't wanna date a kid. Choir, chem, and Alg 2 were some of the best classes I took cause I learned something. Choir: it doesn't matter your situation. If you have a responsibility, own up to it. Chem: nobody knows what they're doing. Alg 2: keep at it

I feel I was too harsh. AITA?