He twisted my lower arm violently. I put ice on it, but the pain is all over my hand and forearm. The ibuprofen hasn't helped. He said "You're not hurt; you are drama queen". I am frightened it will get much worse overnight. I took ibuprofen even though it hurts my stomach. I won't be able to sleep, I am too traumatized.
I am typing with one hand.
He said it's my fault for putting my fingers on his lips when I asked him to stop screaming and swearing at me.
He said he will not apologize until I apologize for putting my fingers on his lips. I think it is a power thing, and he knows he hurt me badly, and he meant to, and.
All because I begged him to go to the store for me and get a dinner that I can eat as is, without prep. He said to get it yourself. I repeated that the pain I have in my feet and back for the last five days prevents me from going anywhere. So he said "Do without." And dressed to go.
I hate my life. 35 years in hell. Keep finding ways to be hurt worse.