Thanks all!
Yesterday after ah's tantrum (in which he couldn't make a grilled cheese and broke my spatula. He couldn't drink either so it was a tantrum from being sober) he eventually calmed down and we had a somewhat nice night. (Even though yea...he called me stupid AGAIN!)
well tonight he came in flaunting infront of my face a bottle hes drinking. It was very apparent that he was trying to get a rise from me. I ignored it. Didnt play into it. He tried and tried to start a fight. Eventually having an imaginary fight in which he called me a f*n b and stupid and took off.
Imaginary because I was being nice and not saying anything. He just picks fights over nothing.
I am so miserable!! Counting the days down where I can be in a sain environment with some well deserved respect and peace!