My husband got mad at me earlier because I asked him for money for cat food a few times. I know I shouldn't have asked more than once, but they ran out of food yesterday and he wouldn't answer me.
He screamed at me. Called me a stupid bitch. Took the plate of food I was eating and threw it in the floor, breaking my plate. Then he broke my glass. Then my sugar bowl. Then he screamed at me to clean the shit up.
I told him to calm the fuck down. He told me to shut up. I said he didn't care about our kids or he wouldn't treat their mother this way. So he spit in my face. When I tried to get away from him he hit me in my chest. I faked an asthma attack to get him to let go of me.
Im glad the kids are never home when he acts like this. He only does it when we're alone. Now he's being all sweet and playing with the kids.
I'm fucking dying inside.