I've been in a long-distance relationship for a little over five years. Lately I've found myself questioning whether this relationship is worth continuing. We are quite different people, and I've increasingly started feeling that I'm somehow the expendable person in this relationship. There have been recurring issues involving his female friendships. His entire insta is full of women. One particular female friend was a significant source of insecurity for me. They were extremely close, lived in the same building and spent a considerable amount of time together. If I am to give you an example, I was once stressing over my career and we got into an argument and he chose to accompany her for a movie, than sit down and fix things with me. I expressed how uncomfortable the dynamic made me, but he refused to establish any boundaries. His reasoning was that she had been his friend before I came along and he didn't want to be ungrateful. What bothers me isn't simply that he has female friends. It's the apparent difference in how much consideration he gives their feelings compared to mine. There was even an incident in March when he seemed perfectly prepared to let me walk away, but was unwilling to risk upsetting his best friend. Over time, I've noticed a pattern. Whenever we have an argument, somehow the conversation ends with me feeling like I'm the problem. He becomes the person who has been wronged, talks about how difficult it is to always feel like he's in the wrong, and I end up questioning whether I'm being unreasonable. He says he's still giving me a chance, which is particularly strange because I'm beginning to wonder when this relationship became something for which I should be grateful to receive another chance. There are smaller things that have accumulated too. My birthday and our anniversary often feel like occasions where he does the bare minimum, but expects me not to express disappointment. His birthday, on the other hand, is something I start planning months in advance. I remember him discussing gifts for his best friend during my birthday month, which made me feel rather insignificant. We also have different lifestyles. I don't particularly enjoy alcohol or clubbing, and he occasionally makes remarks about that. He has strong preferences regarding how I should dress and what I should wear. Even when I've explained that I'm petite and certain styles don't flatter my frame, he seems more interested in clothes he's seen other women wearing than in what I'm comfortable with. Recently, after everything that's happened, he's been trying to behave nicely. Nicely, in the sense that he's just brushed everything under the rug, decided to not talk about anything and also make me feel constantly that he's doing this because he's kind and generous. But I can't quite bring myself to feel reassured. It feels as though the underlying issues haven't disappeared; we're simply having a quieter period. And it feels like a punishment given how cold he is. What's particularly upsetting is that he seems to have plans to meet another female best friend, despite having barely made an effort to meet me in what feels like forever. I understand that relationships require compromise. I also understand that insecurity can sometimes become one's own responsibility to address. I'm not suggesting that a partner should abandon friendships or live according to my preferences. But surely consideration, reciprocity and a sense of being prioritised aren't unreasonable expectations? I'm beginning to feel that I've spent years trying to convince someone to treat me with the same consideration I naturally extend to him. Am I looking at this too negatively? Have I become so accustomed to feeling disappointed that I no longer know what reasonable expectations look like? I'd genuinely appreciate perspectives, particularly from people who've experienced something similar.