Friday...ugh

So yesterday was just awful. I swear, I cannot be in the same room as my husband without fighting with him. IT all started with lunch. We were goung to go out to eat and he wanted to play his game. I was so hungry but I had to wait for him. Can't he see that I need to eat?? So after we were going to do some shopping, but he said he just wanted to go home. We stayed at home doing nothing (well he played his game)  and he didn't even want dinner so then I said I didn't want it either. After our fight, I went to the donut store. I ate about 10 and of course I purged. I told him about it and he got really mad but kept the rest of the donuts I bought even though he knows they trigger me. I retaliated by taking laxitives.  I know I need help and that we need to work on our relationship, but I am just so exhasted of everything, even fighting with him. We did manage to talk a little and agreed that I would call the nutritionist on mon and he would pay for it. I tihnk part of my relapse had to do with getting more attention from him. But it hasn't worked. Instead of being supportive, he makes fun of me that I purge. He said  "don't let anyone tell you you don't have a talent, you can always be a puke analyser. Then he watched me eat lunch with a look of disgust and said that I embarass him. Does he need to read a book on ED? Shoud we stay married if I disgust him? All this is doing is making me feel even more worthless and fat and ugly. All he does is point out my negitives. I yelled out "Fine! I'll be perfect and do EVERYTHING" and he said why don't you start now? Maybe today will be better.