I'm so sorry you are feeling this pain. I have been in your position and we are doing all we can to get things back on track.
On Saturday afternoon a dear friend gave me half a homemade cheesecake. This friend is a cheesecake queen. The biscuit base was firm but not too hard to break with a spoon. The filling was rich and sweet and it was topped with whole ripe strawberries.
I put it in the fridge and looked forward to a lovely chilled evening watching a film, a tasty dinner, a bottle of wine and sharing the cheesecake.
To start with there were three of us at home and he and daughter being the majority chose to watch something other than the film I had fancied.
He (can't bring myself to call him my husband - still too angry) helped himself to cheesecake while I was still faffing. We heard his dog in the kitchen and he went in and shouted at the dog to stop sniffing round the counters. A few moments later there was more noise from the kitchen.
I heard him muttering "Oh dear!" then he came in to the living room and said "Ooops - the dog has eaten your cheesecake!"
36 hours later and I am still fuming. Why didn't he put it back in the fridge when he helped himself? Why didn't he bring my portion when he got his own? Why didn't he put it in the fridge when he realised the dog wanted it? Why didn't he keep his dog under control?
So many questions. So much pain.
But we are working on moving forward. Last night he said he would speak to my friend and ask her to make one for me (for an adequate remuneration of course) and this morning he went to the bakery on his way home from the school run and bought me a fresh cream eclair.
I think there is still hope for us.
I hope you and your husband can find a way forward.