Waking up to hostility is the worst way to wake up. Hubby truly  talks to me like I was a piece a shit. He otherwise treats me very nicely and is a darling. But I must say I am sick of him and his insults and tone. He is way the fuck too reactive to everything and so easily pissed off or offended. He is obsessed with being respected but does not respect me whatsoever...sigh. He lacks a certain je ne sais quoi: love and kindness? kindness, definitely.