On Saturday night, I was feeling pretty fragile. I’d just had a rough week. A friend with terminal cancer. I’d has a long day in hospital with a sick child with some major health tests, had car trouble, and finally my front tooth after an old bicycle accident repair just broke. I was feeling worn down by worries and my broken tooth made me feel fragile and humiliated.
So that night, my husband is watching the footy. He gets very worked up by sport, very aggressive, when he’s usually pretty relaxed. And towards the end of the game, I walked past him to sit on the couch near a plug as I needed to charge my phone. Was just trying to distract myself from my own anxiety.
And for a second, I was in between DH and the TV, and he just went off, yelling at me. Super aggressive, in my face. Ended up threatening not to give me the card (our money) pay for my tooth repair.
I would have been outraged at any time, but for him to act like this when I needed a bit of TLC really upset me. And he won’t apologise. For days now. He was completely out of order, so intimidating. In the end, I stood in front of the TV and told him so, and he grabbed me and shoved me out of the way. He’s never out his hands on me in anger before.
I can not reconcile that angry man with him loving me. I just don’t believe that right now.
Just wanted to tell someone.