Life with an alcoholic. Got home yesterday, he is still working from home re lockdown. I kiss him hello and asked him why our housekeeper has not cleaned our bedroom as yet. He looks at me with disdain and said it is your area to sort out. I asked housekeeper she said he was sleeping the whole day so she did not have access to room. He walks into the bedroom wildeyed, i ask him if he is in a mood. I get back, "dont ask, dont talk, do you want me to break every window and door in this house"? i am confused and afraid. I thought things are getting better. I am too nervous to say anything but okay. he leaves the room to go downstairs, come back and says - did you say anything, ready for a verbal attack. I am even more confused and said i didnt say anything. My heart and spirit breaks again. I go and have a bath, the scenario playing over and over in my mind. Once done i go to him, sit on the coffee table right in front of him. I tell him that i listened to lies for years, that i want to trust him. That we have a life that he rules with fear. If he is proud to be a man that makes his wife afraid instead of feeling loved and protected. I cry and leave, he throws sarcastic comments back to me. He gets cruel. A while later he comes up and tells me i blow things up out or proportion. i say because you never admit to what you are doing and/or saying. He walks away pissed off. I sleep in the guestroom afraid to leave room, and i pray and pray. Left the house without seeing him this morning and then later gets a text from him, saying he is disappointed in himself and of how he treated me. What can i say back, that everything is cool? Where does the feelings i have inside of me of reoccurring things that happens all the time go? Why do i need to be scared all the time and nervous about what i say or do. Why do i keep on loving him??