I feel like I'm in a one sided relationship. Help!

I've been with my boyfriend for a year and and a half (7 months to be exact).

Back story:

He was the MOST caring, considerate, loving person I'd ever met.

No one has ever treated me the way he did our first 6 months of dating.

Because I'd been lied to, used, and mistreated before, I constantly thought of how he was too good to be true and because I let that way of thinking take over my emotions, I distanced myself as much as I could while still holding onto him. I had never been in love and I knew that I was in fact, falling in love with him.

So, I tried to protect myself by pushing him away.

This eventually took its toll on our relationship. He was exhausted from trying so hard and not making in progress in breaking down my walls. This wasn't something I found out until he went to Ireland for a study abroad program where I later found that he was emailing another girl planning to meet up there, while he was away.

I packed all of my things and called him while he was there to tell him that I knew what he had done and that I would be leaving his house keys with his mom and had arranged for her to pick him up from the airport, instead of me like originally planned.

He obviously begged me not to and confessed that he was just tired of failing at making me happy but that he believed we could work it out and I'd be willing to give him another chance.

And put in the effort myself.

So I did. And although it's been hard to trust him, and even though I've struggled with it every day since, I can honestly say I've given our relationship my all.

However, we moved about six months ago into a new apartment and ever since, he's been a completely different person.

Today:

He is now the polar opposite of who he was before. He says he feels used by me because he pays our house bills since the majority of my income is consumed by my car payment and insurance (I'm a preschool teacher. I don't make much). I do however, give him $200.00 a month to try and help with the bills. And we also try and split groceries when we can.

It takes every bit of what I have to do it but I know he needs help so I make sure he gets it.

When we moved, we based it off of his income because it was a mutual understanding that he would pay the house bills since that's how we had done it before and it wasn't a problem.

In fact, I also struggled with feeling like a burden to him because of that. He assured me that he wanted to take care of me and if he couldn't afford it or didn't want to do it, he wouldn't.

We moved into this new place and had been in here for a few months when he asked me to get a second job and to pay half of the bills because the stress of supporting two people at this new place, working full time and going to school full time, along with trying to find time to devote to our relationship was too much for him to handle.

So I got a second job as a waitress.

I couldn't handle it. I went to one day of training and knew right there it wasn't for me. I expressed this to him and he told me that if it was going to stress me out that bad, not to go back because it wasn't worth it.

So I didn't go back.

Fast forward two months and we're going on vacation to Las Vegas.

He paid for our tickets and told me it was my birthday present.

I had been trying to put back money for food, souvenirs, and spending while we there but because of lack of enrollment during the summer at my preschool, my hours had been cut significantly.

Which left me with $15.00 in the bank at the time of our trip.

He had gotten a temporary second job on the weekends and had put back 300-400 dollars to take and told me not to worry about anything that he would take care of our meals and give me money to shop if I needed or wanted.

I didn't feel comfortable depending solely on him while we were there and I expressed that to him but he assured me it would be okay.

I then expressed to him a few days before leaving that I was extremely stressed about money and didn't know what to do about the situation, to which he responded the same way he does to most things now, sitting Silent and acting like he hadn't heard me.

So I went on the trip and he paid for my meals while we were there. However, he barely spoke to me the entire trip and spent most of it at different casinos, away from me.

I sat in the hotel room mostly and tried not to let it bother me but . .

When I finally broke down and asked him what was wrong he said he felt used and disrespected and that he never said he would pay for this entire trip for me.

I was hurt and felt very uncomfortable already but this intensified those feelings.

When we got home,

I told him I would quit my job, that I loved and find something that pays more so that I could pay him back for the trip as well as give him half of the house bills.

He told me he didn't want me to quit my job but that he did need the help and that he was disappointed in me for giving up on the waitressing job so soon.

I told him that I was confused about why he was upset since he told me it was okay to quit to which he replied, "What was I suppose to say?"

We ended that conversation by agreeing that I would try finding another second job that worked better with my current job.

I recently started my new second job as a cashier at Target. I like the job but I'm exhausted as I am working 14 hour days, at least 4/7 days of the week.

I told him I was exhausted.

It's so bad I'm falling asleep driving to and from.

Which he doesn't seem to really care about.

When got back from our Vegas trip, we had a deep conversation about our relationship and how we both wanted it to be at a better place.

I expressed to him that I felt he was detached and that he honestly could give a shit less wether I was happy or trying to make our relationship work.

He agreed that the stress from his responsibilities were making him not care.

We promised to do what we could to make the other happy and since then, I've done EVERYTHING I could possibly do.

Anything he has asked of me, I've done.

I'm literally killing myself to work two jobs so I can help with bills. I do all of the cleaning.

(He doesn't pick up after himself what so ever).

I called about low cost counseling to help me with my anxiety and depression issues, however, the place I can afford has very limited services and hours and with working so much, I really don't have time to do that as well as work the second job. So I've tried to be more approachable and open to him so that he could come to me with his emotions and thoughts, rather than bottling them up and taking them out on our relationship.

It's. Still. Not. Enough. Guys.

He still treats me the same.

I don't know what to do.

Last Friday, I came home from work and he wasn't speaking to me yet again.

So I was emotional and decided to have a few drinks at home.

In doing so, loosened up enough to confront him.

I told him I felt like I'm doing everything he asked and it still wasn't enough. He still wants more and I don't have much more I can give.

I was literally sobbing, pouring my heart out to him and he sat there. Silent.

I literally begged him to say something. Anything. And then he finally said that my negativity is taking its toll on him and his personal happiness.

I just rolled over and cried myself to sleep because I felt like I was fighting a battle I wouldn't win.

So basically, I'm just at a loss as to what to do now.

Like, it went from talking about getting married and having a family in the future, to refusing to even discuss anything that could have anything to do with commitment.

I just want an honest opinion of what others would do in this situation.

Like, is it me? Or is it him?

Do I give up or try even harder?

Please help!

Update:

He broke up with me at 11:00 this morning. He said he can't put in the effort he knows I deserve right now because of work and school.

He gave me the, "You deserve better" line and I obviously love him so much, I balled and balled and begged and begged him not to do this to me. Lol, didn't get me very far.

I went to pack my things and while I was doing so, I heard the front door open and shut. I looked out the window to see he grabbed a change of clothes and left.

Haven't heard from him since.

I guess I just feel empty and sad even though I wasn't truly happy. I just don't know how to do life without him.

Feel like I have to start my life over and like someone knocked the air out of me.

I seriously wouldn't wish this pain on anyone.

I know time will heal but right now I'm just broken and sad

Thanks for the advice ladies.

It's what I needed to hear even if I didn't want to.