It’s always one step forward two steps back. We had great sex last night that he initiated totally unexpectedly. Today, I woke up feeling great, but he’s so angry. Apparently, during breakfast, while he was talking I interrupted and messed up his flow (I thought we were just having a normal conversation). So he yelled at me and stopped talking to me. Our three year old son, who is sick with a cold, was stomping his feet and wouldn’t listen when we told him to stop. Normal three year old stuff. But he was already mad and just grabbed the food out of his hands and grabbed him and put him on the floor without saying anything so our son was scared, and I had to go comfort him.

After my husband was done eating he left the house. He came back, and we still weren’t talking. I got the kids ready to leave for the day, and then he said he would come with, but I have to apologize. He thinks that every fight needs to have someone who is wrong (no such thing as a misunderstanding), and it’s never him. A fight ensued, and now I’m left crying in the bathroom while he still thinks he’s done absolutely nothing wrong.

I’ve gotten myself into a tough situation where it’s difficult for me to leave immediately. I hate it. I can’t stand being around him most of the time. When we have one success, everything else falls apart. So any time things are going ok, I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop. I just feel like I can’t keep it together much longer.

ETA sorry for the fucked up title, I’m just breaking down