Have name changed for this.
DH suffers from temper tantrums, and I am his verbal punchbag. Every couple of months he blows up at me over some trivial thing, always because he is angry about something else. I am so sick of being his dog. I have spent so much of my marriage wishing I could see a way out of it because of this.
It happened again yesterday, and it's hurt me even more than usual, because we have just had a good three months, in which we grew closer than we've been for a decade or more. I was even beginning to think maybe I would like to stay with him when the kids leave home, instead of leaving like I planned.
He thinks he can say what he likes to me, as long as he apologises. I'm left filled with suppressed rage, which has nowhere to go. Add in a background of long term resentments about the fact that he has picked all the bits of our joint life that he wants,(career) leaving me the dregs (all the childcare, all the housework) and the mix is pretty toxic.