I think I messed up...

I think some days that I shouldn’t have married my husband. He thinks of no one but himself, for example today he wanted scallops and I looked for them but couldn’t find them; I told him to stay home while I went out so he could sleep. (He worked a 16; so I wanted to let him sleep) I got home and he got up and was mad at me over the scallops So he made me drive back out with him to get them.

Another example is yesterday after I cooked for 2 hours I made him dinner; he asked for wings from a restaurant. So I drove him his dinner and his wings at 10pm. I feel so exhausted; emotionally and physically because I am constantly running thin on myself..

the only time he seems happy is if I’m doing something for him.. any other time he isn’t happy and I’m getting so done with this.

Edit: yes I have talked to him about it; he just gets mad and we argue