So my husband comes home from work (he got a job with his parents) and apparently he had a bad day. I spent the day learning how to make Onigiri (Japanese rice balls) granted it didn’t take me long but still. I made some for him because I know manual labor is hard and I wanted him to know he’s loved. He comes in and starts throwing off his clothes angrily (he was going to take a shower) and I made the mistake of asking what’s wrong. He yelled at me that he had a bad day and not to start in on him. I told him that I didnt cause it and not to treat me poorly. He got even more pissed and said I was fishing for a fight. I went upstairs and waited for a wihile. When I went back down to try and talk with him he plum ignores me. I didn’t do anything to deserve this and now if I don’t apologize to him for fishing for a fight he’s going to ignore me the rest of the night. He won’t even look at the stupid rice balls I spent an hour making. Why has my life come to this? Why can’t I leave? I would kill myself but my animals need me too much.