My husband and I used to have a relatively good relationship (at least, that's how I perceived it and now remember it). Tasks were pretty much evenly divided, the money earned was communal no matter who earned it, there seemed to be a mutual respect, trust, and love. Now, I'm a stay at home mom. If he's asked to do anything around the house or anything extra with our toddler, he either gets angry immediately or saves it to bring up in our next fight because I'm "not doing my job." I no longer have access to the money. He won't even tell me how much is in his bank account. I get what amounts to an allowance in our joint account. It's stressing me out, I feel poor even though we're making enough to be comfortable, and I've begun to hoard money secretly because I'm afraid one day I'll be cut off completely. The money is now clearly his, and if I want to spend any, I need to grovel in front of him with specific details and a justification for the purchase, but he gets angry if I even ask how much is in his account because he says I'm trying to monitor everything he does. I never thought he was like this. I feel demeaned, disrespected, untrusted. I feel like he's treating me like a child, which is funny because he expects me to act like I'm his mother and like he's incapable of doing anything for himself. Our fights can get way out of hand. Yelling, name calling, physical altercations. I don't understand how we ended up like this. I don't know what to do. I don't know how long I can keep living like this. My life is hopeless.