In the beginning, everything was ****s and giggles and butterflies. He was unemployed, and moved into the town where I was to start college. (That was two years ago) He got a job about 7 months ago working at the University I attend, and I feel like our relationship just keeps getting more and more tense. We both used to be happy-go-lucky, but now he's the only happy one and I feel emotionally drained. I feel like I have no more emotions to express.
He has told me (several times) that he's tired of my **** and that my bad traits are outweighing my good ones. One of the main reasons we got together was because we both played video games, and he knew that I would understand his immense gaming library and not judge him for his purchases. (When I say immense gaming library, imagine a whole GameStop store...) He says I don't listen to him, I don't help him when he needs it, I do nothing all day (and because I ask him to make me a list of house chores to be done he considers that a bad thing), and when he gets mad at me he calls me stupid, retarded, etc.. I stopped telling him more than a week ago that I loved him, because I noticed that he would say it back, but never first. It just felt weird that I was always the one saying it, and it felt forced when he replied back. Today he told me that the reason he didn't say "IT" first was because actions mean more than words.
I wrote him a letter telling him my feelings about how I'm feeling neglected, like he doesn't love me, etc. (because I already have problems enough explaining my feelings words, I find it easier to collect my thoughts on a piece of paper), and he mocked them. He tells me that I have no right to complain about him because I'm worse than he is. "You don't help me at all, so you have no right to complain. I should be complaining more."
He keeps me fed (but I don't want to eat half the time, cuz I feel depressed), and he keeps a roof over my head (RENT FREE). On Tuesday he told me to start looking for an apartment for myself for the fall, and to figure out exactly how much money that I owe him. (He uses his credit card and doesn't want me to pay for anything because he gets rewards/giftcards from his credit card) Wednesday he told me that he just wanted me to realize "how good I am to you," and that's why he wanted me to see those things. He also said "I don't think you're smart enough to figure that out. I don't think it clicks in your head." I understand how much he does for me, but this emotional numbness I'm feeling makes me not care.
I've been crying for a few days now, because I feel like I've lost him, and we've tried to talk about it. I don't know if he just doesn't care or if I'm not conveying my feelings the right way. I feel like all I want to do is lay in bed all day and not get up. He tells me that's "my problem" and that I should just get over it. I told him yesterday that I felt useless and like I wasn't needed, and his response was "That's your problem and you have to deal with that." He proceeded to tell me about how he felt that once, for about two days after he broke up with his first girlfriend. "I got the hell over it, and realized it was a bad feeling." My problem is that I've been feeling this for more than two days.
I really don't know what I'm supposed to do. My emotions and feelings are all ****ed up (pardon my french) and I feel like I wont make the right decision. I have feelings for him, but I feel like he no longer has them for me. He hasn't flat out said that he doesn't love me or want me anymore, but he has told me that if I want to leave to just pack my things and go.
I just helped him move into a house, all of my stuff included. He bought it all with his money. I've helped him move furniture, buy furniture, clean, etc. and everything I've done doesn't feel important. Everything is always small and miniscule compared to what he has done. We only moved into the house about a month ago and are far from unpacked, so leaving wouldn't be too hard (in regards to moving all my things out). Emotionally I don't know if I'm ready, but I also don't know if I can take it anymore. I don't want to eat. I don't want to drink. I just don't care.
Don't get me wrong, he's a great guy, (funny, intelligent, happy, etc.) but I just don't feel like we're right for each other anymore. I told him several times that he was mentally and emotionally abusive (because that's what one of my friends observed), and he kind of laughed it off and said, "All of my girlfriends have said something like that." So you'd think he would have changed his ways. Or at least acknowledge it past that statement.
I want your advice. What do you think I should do, judging by what I just told you?
Should I take this as an opportunity to force myself to grow up and learn from him, grow a spine? Or should I just go?

He is first boyfriend and basically all of my firsts, so I'm having that stereotypical feeling of "THE WORLD IS ABOUT TO END OMG." So, my apologies for any dramatics.
And, you know it.
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