How do I get through it? Does anyone have experience of this?
I have experience of this, also with a passive aggressive husband. If your husband has a PhD in passive aggressiveness, then mine is the King of it. He is incapable of expressing any kind of feeling, emotion or disagreement with me. Even about the most minor tiniest inconsequential things. If I say, for example, I'd like to paint the dining room yellow, he won't say out loud to me that he doesn't like yellow and doesn't want to paint the room yellow. Instead, he goes silent, shuts me down and walks out of the room. And then he silently punishes me behind my back by moving things and then denying he's moved them, pretending he hasn't heard me when I've spoken, and lying, swiftly changing the subject and withholds any intimacy and affection.
I realised that he needed me around so that I could be his rubbish bin for all his life's ills. Boy, does he enjoy complaining. It's his number one favourite thing to do.
He can't take being asked to do something at all. Even when it's not even criticism, even if it's as minor as me saying "oh you're going to the shop? Would you please get me some crisps while you're there?" that infuriates him. I can see the anger flit across his face. But because he's incapable of expressing this, he says nothing but will then be cold and distant with me. He is often irritable and uses low-level hostility with me, but not quite bad enough that I can call him out on it - if I do say "you seem irritable - what's wrong?" he'd without fail deny it and look at me like I'm crazy.
He's always out to wrongfoot me, doubt myself, get me to snap. I eventually do snap and I find myself raging at him and he then seems satisfied. It's like it pleases him or calms him to get me to that point. I think it makes him feel in control and in power. But of course if I say that to him, again he denies it and looks at me like I'm crazy. He is a master at getting me to doubt myself and feel guilty. He's a master at getting me to the point of despair and close to hating him, then suddenly being lovely to me, and making me think that awww I do love him after all.
I'm a similar age to you, OP. And in a similar position money wise. I thought if I could just stick it out a few years I'd be in a better position financially. I stopped engaging with him. I didn't rise to his attempts to get me to rage at him, I spoke in a neutral time to him, I acted happy even when I found him infuriating, I played music loudly, sang in the shower, and so on. I made an effort to get out of the house more - joined the WI, went to classes, saw friends.
Anyway it didn't work. It just infuriated him that I wouldn't engage in his games, so he just kept on ramping up and ramping up his usual tactics until it became intolerable. I then avoided him as much as I could. If he was in the kitchen, I'd use the living room. If he was in the bedroom, I'd stay downstairs.
I'd go out as much as possible. I was still always polite to him though, but I barely started any conversations or anything. Eventually I think he got worried and he started being lovely again, bought me flowers (flowers fix everything you see!
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So that's where we're at at the moment - we're in a cycle of him being really lovely - the man I thought I'd married - then that slowly fades and he starts being a bit cold, then I go "grey rock", then he ramps up the irritability, I back off even more and start avoiding him, he realises I'm avoiding him so then he starts being lovely again.
I'm quietly getting myself ready - finances, going through all my stuff, having a big clear out, getting copies of important documents in the cloud. I'm having counselling, exercising, meditating, eating well. I'll see a solicitor at some point. I'll be ready in around six months. Ideally I'd like to wait for the new divorce laws to come into effect. The process of getting ready to go, getting organised, focusing on my own mental and physical health, having secret counselling - it's all very soothing to me and makes me feel strong. Which I need to be, because he'll want to destroy me once he knows.