My Love/Hate Relationship Dilema

My relationship with Bobby is the epitome of a love/hate relationship.  It seems to have always been this way.  Both sides...the love part and the hate part...are each equally passionate.  When things are good and we are getting along, our passion and love for each other is enough to set off fireworks in China.  We can't keep our hands off each other and we have a great time doing whatever it is we are doing, whether it's working in my yard, or watching a movie, or going to the store.  But when things get ugly, it's never a gradual thing.  It's like one minute we are happy and getting along, and then within seconds...BLAM!...we are shooting daggers at each other and can't get away from the other fast enough.  Mean words start flying, my rage-o-meter sets off a couple volcanos down in Mexico, threats meant to cause the other jealousy are thrown at each other...oh my gosh, it's horrendous!  You would never know that the two of us were in love...at all! 

Why the hell is this?!!! 

What sort of fucked up phenomenon produces such unstable emotions between two people, so much intense love and physical attraction one second, mutual disgust and hatred the next.  I don't effin' get it.  I hate it.  Hate it. Hate it. HATE. IT.  Please tell me we are not the only couple afflicted with this clinically insane routine. 

For some reason, our emotions towards each other are so intense and so profound, we have no control over them, whether good or bad.  It's a shame, really.  Because we could be sooo happy together.  We have lots of things in common as far as interests (although he absolutely abhors that I ride a motorcycle...but that's mostly because he so damn jealous and possessive and he thinks just because I'm a woman on a Ninja, every guy I pass is going to be eyeballing me wanting to get in my pants.  Yes, I know.  Pathetic.  But that's just Bobby for you.).  And we are both obsessively attracted to each other sexually and have a very healthy sex life because of it.  We like working on home improvement stuff together, we like working in the yard together, we enjoy building stuff together, we enjoy BBQing together, we enjoy BEING together.  But one word, one comment, one insult and the War of the Roses is ON, yo! 

If anyone out there has a similar relationship, Please PLEASE share it with me...if you're not too embarassed to admit it.  I sure could use any hints and tips or advice or just someone that I can talk to and exchange war stories and love stories with...someone who understands exactly what I'm talking about.  Because I have YET to figure out how to get this bizarre, painful way of loving someone fixed!  If it's even fixable.  I can only have hope.