I can be doing literally nothing wrong and somehow it’s my fault when I get upset at his behavior. I was sitting on our bed trying to eat a kiwi I’m about 15w pregnant and I’m finally getting my appetite back so when I’m hunger I take the chance and eat quick. He wanted me to rub his back but with a sticky fruit I told him no. This bothered him and he decided to start bitching and shooting snide comments and remarks. That pissed me off since I did nothing wrong and I left the room to let him deal with his mood. He has the audacity to get mad at me saying well fine I’ll just find somewhere else to stay tomorrow like dude why is this my fault. Get your panties out of a bunch and stop being a douche bag. Anyways now I’m sitting here fuming because Everything always ends up being my fault. Today wasn’t a bad day either he got home from work at around 8am and slept. I made him two meals and we had sex (only he got off though 4 times. Like you know how it is. 😐) then everything went down hill cause I wasn’t going to rub his back with sticky hands. Im literally tired of this lmao.