Jekyll and Hyde

yesterday Geo and I went to Arby's for lunch and there was a woman there doing face painting. I got butterflies on the left side of my face and it came out really pretty. After that, Geo treated me like a princess. He waited until the car was open for me to get in. We went to the store and it was raining still. He told me to wait, got the umbrella, walked around the car and held it for me so my face wouldn't get wet. He also held it while I was putting the groceries in the car. I felt so special. Then today he has been angry and throwing things (not anywhere near me... he has never hit me, but I get scared when he acts like that). It's like a totally different Geo. He's like this a lot, but he denies that he needs help (anger management, therapy and medications). He was on Prozac but stopped because he wanted to. Since his surgery, he has not been following the rules. He will sit at Burger King for 2 hours and slowly eats an entire Whopper by himself. He's not taking his vitamins unless I hand them to him, didn't take the pills for his gallbladder that the doctor gave him, still doesn't drink water (he drinks sugary fruit punch) and not even enough liquids. He refuses to drink protein shakes or eat protein bars. The problem is that his labs are good (amazingly) so he continues on his way. He sees the nutritionist later this month and I'm going to let the nutritionist all the things Geo is doing wrong. Geo is going to be pissed, but he has to follow the rules or else it will backfire and he will gain more weight (he gained 2 pounds the last doctor's visit, but he's been losing at least 20 pounds between visits, so it's kinda like he gained 22 pounds). I'm trying my best, but he still does all these bad things. It's so frustrating sometimes.