Im upset and need to vent and to get my thoughts straight I dont know how much of this is due to hormones/mediction.
Background is that we are going through IVF, for the 3rd time and gave up smoking this week.
DH has a short temper. He flies off the handle, but it is never directed at me or DD I just let him stomp about chunnering/ranting etc. He is very appologetic afterward, and usually its only a couple of minutes of pointed ignoring him and its over.
However we can usually have a rational debate about most things without his temper showing. It normally flares about mundane things such as not being able to find stuff, being late etc and perhaps once or twice a month.
I've never been in fear of him. More let him get on with it and burn himself out.
Tonight it got personal.
Tonight whilst prepping the injections he started saying that I was chosing to wallow. How much better I would feel if I started to do more exercise. I'm a hormonal mess and started to cry, I said this is not the time to start nagging, we've been here before he should know what to expect at this stage in the treatment etc I have little energy and and find day to day tasks hard.
Without repeating verbatim the whole conversation, he said I was a loser who took the course of least resistence, that I gave him nothing. I repeated about not now. He started to rant about it not being just now but for months hed' got nothing from me.
I screeched Fuck off and knocked stuff off the coffee table. As I tried to leave he got hold of me by my shoulder, and still had the needle in his hand. he was furious, shouting you don't know how lucky you are whilst visably restraing himself from hitting me (wth raised with the needle above me) arm trembling.
All I could repeat was why wait until half way through IVF to bring this up???
I tried to hide in the bedroom, scared for the first time ever.
He calmed down, and was horrified, but stood by some of what he said. I said I wanted him to leave. He refused. I said I would leave with DD as I would not put her at risk. I soon realised that waking and dragging a toddler half-way accross the city isn't a good idea, and that I was in no immediate danger.
He said that he loves me very much, and hates seeing me so low.
He was appologetic I couldn't respond to him. There was a whole load of grovling. I fianlly took the injection to keep my options open.
Am I overreacting?