I'll echo what Alpinerabbit said. On my first ride, I did an endo over the handlebars because I freaked out about something. Luckily, I didn't get hurt, but I was so embarrassed.

I remember having to pysche myself up for every ride from my house to the MUT that I frequented when I first started riding. I really didn't have anybody at the time to ride with and I didn't know where else to go, so I'd ride from my house in downtown Indianapolis to the MUT, just before the thick of rush hour. While stopped at intersections, I'd start shaking like a leaf. I hated it but didn't know what else to do.

What saved me is that I finally found a 25-mile route along mostly country roads that made me feel much safer. Granted, I had to drive a fair distance to get there, but it was worth it in that it helped me get over my fears in a kinder and gentler environment. I did that ride repeatedly until I felt confident enough to join the local club. From there, everything just fell into place. Perhaps you and your BF or another friend can find a similar route where you live.

Good luck and be patient with yourself. It does get easier, I promise.