Things are a little better. A little. I was really upset all weekend about my marriage. I really appreciated all the comments I got here. They really helped and made me think about things. I showed my sister my blog and had her read the comments too. I wanted to know if I had presented an accurate view of the situation (I was pretty upset, as you could tell, and wasn't sure how biased I was) and I wanted her input on the possibility of the abusive issues that were suggested.
She thinks I was pretty accurate in my descriptions and agreed that the situation/relationship can definitely be considered emotionally abusive or at the very least, is moving that direction.
As I thought about this on Saturday, I got very angry with myself for putting up with this treatment. For allowing myself to be treated this way. And I realized that alot of my eating issues are connected to this very situation in my marriage. I have been hiding in food when I have felt out of control in my marriage.
Don't worry--I was more mad at him than I was at myself.
Well, on Friday when I set boundaries on him and told him my plans for the movies and said he could come with or stay home, he chose to stay home and seemed fine with it. He wasn't nasty about it at all. My sister says that's proof that he needs limits set-the way kids push for limits.
Anyway, I stewed on this on Saturday and was kind of cold to him. At one point when I asked him a question (I admit, I wasn't very nice when I asked it), he snapped at me said he was tired of being treated this way (or something like that--I don't really remember). Well, I told him "I am the one who is damn sick of being treated like crap by you and you have no idea how sick I am of it." You guys know I never swear and so does my husband. I have to be really upset to say the little D word. I gotta tell you, he backed down. Yay me!
It's just very clear to me that I must be more assertive and stand up for myself more. I'm not sure exactly how to do this yet, but I'm praying for guidance and will just take it moment by moment.
He has been pretty nice to me since I stood up for myself on Saturday, so that tells me alot.

Anyway, I did not mean to go on and on about this. I meant to give a quick update and go to bed. But I just got on a roll.
I had a horrible weekend with food, but did great today. I ran two miles with my friend tonight. I was not in the mood to run, but I was telling her about what happened with my husband and before I knew it, 2 miles were done! It's amazing how I can run when I'm pissed off.
Thanks all again for your support. It's much appreciated.