It is exhausting living with someone who makes things more difficult for you whenever they're upset about something, or because they're resentful toward you. My husband and I were on our way to the store with our daughter yesterday. On the way there, I started to feel ill. I didn't want to mention this to my husband because he isn't sympathetic and gets angry about things that mess up his plans. So I kept it to myself and just tried to function as normal as possible. So we get to the store and shortly after we arrive, he begins to become agitated toward me. I realize at this point that I must be giving the impression that I'm upset about something so I adjust how I'm acting and reacting to him to give him the impression that everything is fine. This doesn't work. Everytime I came to put something in the cart, he would turn it in a way that made it hard for me to access it. At one point, I was putting something on the bottom and he moved the cart just inches away from the shelves giving me very little room. I stopped making an effort shortly after that because, come on. I'm in an aisle looking at something and he decided he was done and went to check out. I didn't know that so after grabbing a few items for our daughter, I started to look for him through the store. I barely caught a glimpse of the top of his head at the check out and when I went there, he was almost done. So I put the items down and we finished, so he takes off out of the store, making sure he's walking way in front of me. We load up and don't speak to each other the entire way home. Once we are home, we put stuff away and start to prepare dinner. When that is cooking, he finally asks me what is wrong with me. I told him I wasn't feeling well, that my heart was acting odd on the way there. He looked at me and looked down, at that point he's realized I wasn't mad at him so now he feels ashamed for a moment. I asked him what was wrong with him, and he replied he thought I was mad at him. So I told him "just think of all that energy you could have saved had you just asked me right away if everything was okay". Then came the question of, why would he think I was mad. He said because he was having a hard time at the store because there were women there, he thought I was aware of this inner struggle and got mad at him. So instead of using his energy to comfort and reassure me, he decided instead to get mad at me. He carries resentment into today, which became evident this morning. He started to let the dogs out, but forgot to open the door for them. Since I was sitting by the door and noticed them coming, I opened it and we both kind of laughed about it. Then he said "you saw that I forgot but decided to just test me and see what I would do huh? Everything is a test, you're always testing me". I have no idea where this is coming from since I've not "tested him" on anything. He said it in a joking way, but there was some venom behind his words. I told him that was untrue, as I had no idea he was about to let the dogs out and it wasn't until they started to run toward the door that I realized what he was doing. So this afternoon, I have to go out of town for a doctor appointment, something I've done nearly every Thursday for almost 3 years. I asked him 30 minutes before leaving if he knew what the gas situation was in the truck since he had taken it out that morning. He said the gas light wasn't on. So I'm thinking it is fine, which turned out to be untrue. He waited until it was time for me to leave before coming upstairs to take our daughter. Right as I'm leaving the driveway, the gas light comes on. No worries, since it hasn't come on until now, it means there's about a quarter tank or so. I head out and right outside the city where my doctor practices, the truck runs out of gas. I'm late to my appointment. I texted my husband after arriving there and let him know it was because the truck ran out of gas as the reason I texted him late. He basically replied with a "that sucks" sorta text. And now he's mad at me again because he thinks I'm mad at him. It is difficult. When you think of how much time could be saved, how much effort and energy could go towards improving the marriage is instead wasted on such pettiness. Because he can't bring himself to apologize, or feel remorse for his actions, the only sensible thing he can think to do is to be angry with me and just hope I will forget about it all so he can go back to his life. Instead of trying to come up with a "if I think you're mad at me, I will ask if that is the case rather than respond with anger" his solution is to instead, leave me in the truck while he goes shopping so "I don't have to worry about it". Instead of acting like he even cares about my wellbeing, his solution is to try and pretend everything is just fine in his head while being angry with me until I show signs of not being mad at him. I'm tired.