It makes me go weak and just want to run.
It was about something v small, texting during a tv show when he said he didn't mind and that an earlier tongue lashing for doing that had been teasing. I just went straight to bed (separate). He is the ever patient husband in front of friends and family and I am the exhausted, slightly controlling, slightly paranoid one. It's not so much the volume of his attacks ( not quite shouting) but the contempt and the drilling relentlessness of the way he tells me what I have done wrong. I have been trying really hard to keep this marriage going as we have a toddler but I'm really struggling.