When your relationship is so bad it makes you depressed, that’s an important clue about whether you should move on.
I’ve (28 m) been with my girlfriend (27 f) for almost 2 years. We’ve fought A LOT. 99% of the fights are because she has something to complain about, about me. Our fights always end with me apologizing for things I feel I don’t need to apologise for but I love her. She constantly fishes for an opportunity to give me sh*t. She got mad that I would make typos in my texts to her. Her reasoning was that I’m always on my phone and don’t respect her enough to pay attention to what I’m typing. I use Swype and I’m prone to typos, especially when I’m trying to type fast. She’s gotten mad at me for the most ridiculous things, I offered to buy her a new car windshield and she got mad saying that she doesn’t want to rely on my money. Dragged me through the dirt about it saying that I don’t respect her enough that she can take care of herself. I’ve made an entire list of all the things she’s gotten mad at me for that I don’t think are worth getting mad at. Maybe I’m the asshole for not caring about her feelings but there’s just so much really insignificant things she’s blown a gasket for. It stresses me out to “try” to fix it. There have been times where SHE made me really upset, to the point of tears. She somehow turned it on me and made ME the bad guy… She made me cry and I ended up apologizing to her. She swears she loves me like crazy! We’ve broken up and gotten back together twice. She’s the one who ends up begging to stay and that she doesn’t want to lose me. We have awesome moments when we’re ok but we also have times where SHE wants to fight all the time. I tend to avoid conflict and not take little things to heart. She on the other hand takes every little thing I do to heart. So I’m constantly walking on eggshells with her; can’t say the wrong thing, make sure I do everything her way and so on. But she treats me well too, always thinking about what I want to eat, planning trips, is always down for a beer with me, and supports my extra curricular activities. We get along equally as much as we fight. I just wanted to vent to a bunch of strangers online.
We really don’t have enough to go on to make a definitive judgment here, but the three words that immediately pop into my mind after reading this are, “Borderline Personality Disorder.”