In which I admit I made a collosal mistake

This is my theory. My fiance is a sex addict. He needs to have 3-4 orgasms a day just to function. He stopped to jack off again yesterday after we had already had sex once, then got ready for work and drove me to the airport. We then had another story on the web cam later that night, after he got home from work.

He just broke up with me for the 5th time in as many months because I am not punctual in calling him to provide phone sex. He says I am not showing him the common courtesy in giving him a heads up that I got busy. I have called him in the past and got static for being busy. He had to be somewhere in a couple hours and I said I would call him with a sexy story. I got distracted, he is selfish and demanding, I fight back with reasons how busy I was - and lost track of time. Now we are in a huge fight, where he says he both loves and hates me. He just told me that I get by mostly on my looks. I never had looks until the last few years. Yes I blossomed at 30 fucking nine years old. I am a magna cum laude graduate with two degrees and a teaching certificate, once class short of an honors certificate (economics). I apparenty can't get a job right now to save my life, but I also haven't given it the old college try becasue I don't want a nine to five job. I want to be able to fly to visit said fiance many times a year. He called me an idiot and said he wanted to tear me limb from limb. He likes me mostly for my body. He says I'm artistic and creative and then comes up with how useless I am. I feel emotionally battered right now. He makes me question myself. He makes me wonder why I am putting up with his name-calling. When he is feeling particularly insecure, he says don't leave, don't ever leave me. Now he says he's packing up my shit. This time I yelled back at him, which is fuel on the fire. It never never helps to yell back at him. Why won't I learn. Why why why. I can't get mad and yell or he gets worse. I can't roll over and take it because he says I not fighting for us. Nothing I say is right. I have to be completely available to him at all times, and understand totally when he is working and can't get back to me.

He has now broken up with me three more times today, once in writing. I said I'll believe it when he cancels the phone. he says he is more frustrated with me than he has ever been in his life. I am pouring hours every day into maintaining this thing with him. I can't get a regular 9 to 5 job, that would interfere with our time together...so I tried to get a portable job. Turns out I have made myself into a web cam model, masturbating in front of strangers for money. How completely FUCKING ironic. I whore myself out to get a portable job and make ends meet and be available for him; now he calls me a whore getting by on her looks.