So yesterday OH was in a bad mood from the moment he woke up. I hate it when he gets like that. It's all because of work, he can't find a job and now that I'm unemployed he's freaking out over money. I told him to go find a job, one isn't going to come to him on the couch. Insensitive? Maybe, but I"m sick of his shitty mood and pouting. He gets like that and he sulks, doesn't talk to me and has a negative mood on everything! Well our phones suck. So he tried to to break his yesterday. I attempted to take it away from him. He needs it for job calls and he's not going to have that to bitch over too. Of course he growled at me not to take anything out of his hands. Whatever asshole. I didn't say it but I certainly let him know that's how I felt by ignoring him. And then the tears started. I cry enough without pregnancy hormones so yesterday I cried for 4 hours on and off. He laid in bed and didn't want to talk about it. Then he did and he made it sound like I never do enough. He didn't say it like that, its just the way it sounded to me. So again I told him to get off the couch and find a job. Needless to say talking got us nowhere. He stormed off mad, came back with a package of wipes which I guess was a small peace offering since I've been saying I want to stock up on items like that. So the rest of the day passed in semi uncomfortable niceness. Of course he couldn't sleep because his mind never shut off so he finally came to bed after 2. I tried to cuddle him but he didn't want any of that. So this morning I decide to call unemployment, see why I haven't received any payments yet. Of course my phone didnt want to to work. Out of anger I went to throw it on the floor off of the bed. Instead it smashed into the top of his foot. I instantly felt horrible and apologized profusely as he swung out of bed cussing. I asked to look at it he stormed out of the room and got dressed and then announced he was going to his dads to work on his truck. He didn't even say I love you, it's okay, it was an accident. NOTHING. So of course I'm left home alone, again - another story - with nothing to do but do dishes and talk to the cat. Sure I could get in my car and go somewhere but we are extremely tight on money so I've resolved not to spend a dime without his consent. He sold a few of his things so we could make it through so I'm not spending it. And of course I'm totally broke because I paid car insurance and rent. I just don't know what to do anymore. He makes me feel like I don't clean well enough or cook decent meals often enough. He makes me feel like I should have tried to keep my last job - which I've now learned they had me replaced before I was fired! I just feel like I'm bashing my head against a wall trying to be perfect for him and that's just not who I am. I don't know how to make him see that he's not going to get a $13-15 an hour job without a degree, experience in the fields he wants or without actually applying for jobs! He's applied for 3 in the last week. Sorry, I filled out all the job apps, he dropped them off. I love him but he's driving me to the looney bin!!! He truly is a good man he just takes everything straight to his heart and lets it fester and bruise and make him angrier than he is. I don't know how to make him see that I can't do everything and that he's pushing me away. I'm horrified to loose him, this is the man I want to spend forever with. Any advice ladies? Things usually go smoothly for us so I'm totally lost as to what to do. Thanks for reading!!!