My [26m] spouse [25f] and I argue nearly every single day, at what point is this unreasonably enough?
My wife and I have been married for a couple years and it's genuinely been especially awful. I often find myself drenched in sweat from arguing, screaming, and just overall stress in general from dealing with her on a consistent basis. It feels as if we could be having a perfect night, but a single mistake can destroy everything for the entire day, but she almost always wakes up the next day as if nothing happened and there's a high chance of ending up in a similar argument a couple days later.
She always insists that they're never arguments, it's just me having a mental breakdown and screaming at her each time, but she repeatedly says provocative or offensive things throughout the entire argument while denying she ever said that or deliberately ignoring it when saying "all I said to you was XYZ." I admit I'm not the best with cleaning up after myself, but it often gets to the point where I've been violently woken up randomly at 4am or had my entire days ruined (even during work days and days I've had interviews) because of a single fork or plate that was left on the kitchen counter, or a very tiny piece of a paper towel that was left on the floor (like the size of a sticker), forgetting to close the laundry closet door by 1 inch, because I "cleaned" all the dishes but left the cooking pot on the stove, or because she found an extra piece of debris in our cat litter that she blamed me for not disposing of properly.
She consistently calls me blind, disgusting, stupid, incompetent, loser, etc. over these mistakes and when I question her over it she maintains that they can't be insults because they're literally just characteristic descriptions of who I am, which obviously infuriates me more but she will never admit even to this day that she has ever insulted or name-called me, even to our marriage counselor who we eventually dropped, because under her logic it can't be an insult or name-call if it's true. We do have good moments but lately these things have been happening literally every single day, and I'm tired of pretending like it's normal. When I start screaming because of these insults and ultimately her denying that she's insulting me, she calls me a man-child, that I just scream my way out of everything to get my way, that I'm just immature and all men know how to do is scream.
It got to the point where a few days ago after being waking up due to being screamed insults at during 2-3am while I was half-asleep, she kept on calling me incompetent, disgusting, horrible, etc. and when I looked at what I had *actually* done I had forgot to wash a used pot in the stove. At this point I was having a breakdown already because I'm genuinely tired of being violently awoken during the middle of the night for something that is objectively not to the same scale as what she's treating it as, and then she kept on saying things like "I can't believe someone this incompetent is even still alive, why are you still alive?" and she kept on repeating a variation of "how can someone this stupid even be here?" over and over again until I finally snapped. I have been dealing with depression issues for the past year and was thinking of ending my life during the days before because of how hopeless I've been feeling. Regardless, I swing open the balcony door and lean on the ledge, staring down and seriously questioning whether it's worth it to leap off. I decide not to and walk back in 2 minutes later, and she yells that opening the door is going to cause bugs to fly in. She randomly complains 2 hours later that she is suffering from mosquito bites because of what I did...
I think about leaving her nearly every single day and I constantly regret having married her, but when I bring this up she always gets incredibly defensive and starts insulting me further about how privileged I am, how it must be so nice to have so much power, how it must be so nice to be a man, etc.
For context, she is a Vietnamese immigrant and on a temporary green card, whereas I'm an American citizen by birthright. We weren't married long enough when we applied for her green card, so they gave her a 2-year one that I am ... genuinely struggling to determine if I want to renew, not because I want to destroy her life as she claims, but because I genuinely don't know if I can handle dealing with this pain literally every single day for that much longer.
She also makes significantly less money than me and went to a significantly less competitive university and major, which I literally never brought up before I snapped, but despite this she calls me a "loser" and "incompetent" on a daily basis. On top of that, she can't drive, so I often drive her everywhere to ease her convenience but she always seems to treat it as nothing whenever I bring it up as something I help with because she always says something like "I could've gotten a ride from someone else so I don't owe you anything for doing this for me" whenever I bring this up in response to being called "useless" nearly every day.
She tells me that my reactions are all because I'm not on anti-depressants and that if I was simply taking them more often or more consistently, I wouldn't even react like this at all. The thing is, before her, I didn't even need to even be on them at all.
I genuinely snapped today after spending the entire week dealing with this every single day. When I snapped over being repeatedly put down for years, I reminded her about her place in the household, how she couldn't even earn my degree if she tried, how she couldn't even earn close to my income, how she couldn't even get into a company as competitive as mine, how she can't even drive, how she can't even manage to save any of her salary despite the fact that I heavily subsidize her expenses. I screamed everything I was thinking, pent up with frustrations from years ago that I have been consistently voicing, and I threatened to divorce her (as I frequently do nowadays) which she responded with "must be nice to be able to destroy my life so easily" or "it must be so nice to be an American with a family here who can't just be deported away because her spouse got mad one day" etc. etc. with a bunch of guilt tripping, basically saying how all I had to worry about was my mental health whereas she was now stuck worrying with 100x more things about how I was going to ruin her life, etc. etc.
Genuinely, I feel like I am losing my mind with her.