I thought abusive men were hypercritical of their partners telling them they are ugly ( he’s never done this), lazy ( it’s me who tells him he is), jealous ( he’s not and I’ve bever given him reason to be), ocd about the house ( he’s a slob)
My partner was just like this, always telling me how beautiful and wonderful I am, how I do things better than everyone else, how we were soul mates. He was the lazy 'laid back' one and I was unreasonable for wanting him to pick his dirty pants up off the floor or put his rubbish in the bin.
However, they can't be all bad otherwise we wouldn't stay with them. By interspersing the expensive gifts and compliments (which show the world what a wonderful partner he is and how lucky you are to have him) with the nasty put downs about you being mental and messed up, he was able to keep you confused enough that you couldn't label him as abusive - he bought you lovely gifts, he can't be abusive!
I also slept in separate beds (had to buy them for my house - I never slept at his house) because he wouldn't do anything about his snoring. I bought him a selection of stop-snoring aids once, put the bag onto his bed and he kicked them off towards me, then accused me of throwing them at him even though they were right next to his foot
When I have called him a bully in the past it makes him very angry. because his mask has slipped, you've seen him for who he is and he doesn't take criticism.
I've told mine he is a narcissist (which he accepts to a certain degree, but apparently his counsellor told him that wasn't necessarily a bad thing
) and a bully. He told me I wasn't allowed to call him that as it upset him, so I didn't do it again. He called me a cunt on several occasions, but "that's just a word" and he insisted that when he was angry he would call me whatever he chose, say what he liked, do what he wanted and if I didn't like it I would have to call the police to have him removed from my house.
Sorry to make this about my situation, but I am seeing a lot of parallels here and having finally woken up to the fact that mine was a toxic relationship at best, an abusive one at worst, I urge you to see him for what he is and realise that nothing you do will ever be enough for him to stop treating you like this. I was the 'perfect girlfriend' - gushed about his work, supported him emotionally, made him anything he wanted to eat, gave him whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted it in the bedroom - and outside of it - told him how handsome and wonderful he was and how much I loved him on a daily basis. He literally could not have asked for more. But as soon as I expressed a need or desire that he was expected to fulfill, fucking bitch, always getting at him. I was never going to be enough. 