I don't think this is going to make much sense, as I struggling to make sense of it myself, so apologies in advance!
Me and Dh often go through bad patches, but I feel as if I've had enough now.
It's a viscious circle. We argue. He's horrid. I take a while to 'come round' he gets frustrated, we argue, I take a while to come round, and on and on.
We're under a lot of pressure financially at the moment, arguing on and off. We haven't had sex much at all recently. This makes him worse.
I've had some health issues recently, a bit of a scare and it has put me off sex a bit. So I know I've been rubbish.
So these are the events leading to now, probably the easiest way to explain.
Last night he goes out straight from work. I text him to say I've not made dinner for him (not out of spite, just there wasn't enough and it wouldn't have kept well). I assumed he was eating out as he wasn't due back till 8. We have 3 DC so I have fed, bathed, homeworked, cleaned up and got them all in bed for when he comes in. I sit down with my book.
He comes in and is in a stop about dinner. I make a suggestion of what he could make. He asks me to do it, I say no. (I'm done for the day - he's had 4 hours of leisure time - I'm just getting started on mine). He goes out for a takeaway (we are skint).
He gets back. I'm still reading. He puts the tv on and starts watching videos on his phone. I take my book to bed - kiss him goodnight.
I wake up to: I'm going to a protistute if we don't have sex. He's said it before. I walk away and get on with organising the kids. I go onljne to check our accounts - waiting for money to come in - and see he has spent £70 (we really, really don't have this spare, he knows it). I quiz him and he launches into 'get a job then' 'you're fucking mental'. All in front of the DC.
He's gone to work. And it will go on into the vicious circle.