I hate rowing and I hate confrontation. It always ends up with Dh being really arrogant and cocky, and me being truly sad for a day or two, although trying to portray that I’m fine.
Yesterday he was horrid all day. Cold and fiesty. I kept really calm and continued to be ‘happy’. He continued to pick at me.
It ends in a row, he swore at me and walked off while I was making dinner. (He was sat drinking a beer and playing on his phone). The row was me asking him how his hobby had been that day and him too tired to reply so told me I was nagging!! He then told me to F off and walked away. I said what about dinner and he said ‘F* your dinner!’
Ten mins later, I called ‘dinner’ and my dc and I sat at the table and continued to eat without him. He didn’t arrive so we left his on the table and cleared up.
I slept on the sofa. I’ve never ever done this in 25 years of marriage but the way he was to me yesterday was disgusting!!
Today he called at lunchtime and acted as if nothing happened. When I was quiet and confused, he told me to move on!! I said I couldn’t as I can’t get past some of the things he said to me.
How do I ‘just move on’?