Can you say "fed up?"

I come home today from a long day of lecture and prep-lab, and what's the first thing my husband does? Say hello? How are you? How was the big exam?

NOPE!

He chooses to pick a fight with me about what he thinks I'm about to say. Mind me, the karaoke was blasting when I came home, but honestly that was so far from my mind. I was just happy to be home and done with that exam. I guess he thought I was gonna complain about how loud it was. He shouldn't have assumed. As this semester goes by, what I think of him is progressively getting worse. He seems so uninterested in everything except on what he wants to do. It's always about him. He said to me one time that he never gets to do anything anymore. I was like "WHAT?!?" What the hell does he think I've been doing? All I do is study and it's still not enough to get those A's that I want. I still work, and I try my best to make time for my family. It really makes me angry that this is the way he's acting because it takes away from my focus. I should be looking up my meds right now instead of blogging.

I've been asking myself a lot lately, how did I end up here? How could I have possibly married this man? I was naive, stupid and blind. A bad combination. Looking back I wish I would have done things so much differently. They say that no one is perfect and that every man is gonna have a flaw so might as well be with the father of your kids. But what if you're more unhappy than happy?