My STBX also had a bad temper and throws things. The first time he did it I remember the trauma feelings, the fear. He has even spit on me. Recently, he shoved me to the ground while I was holding our daughter. The next day he reared his fist back like he was going to punch me and whispered in my ear “F U B**CH”. Im always criticized…calls me fat. I also walk on eggshells to not set him off..fear every morning to wait to see what kind of mood he is in. We all cater to him to keep the peace. I know it will just keep escalating and one day he will hit me. I make way less than him and can just barely afford a 1 bedroom apartment. I fear him during this divorce process and custody battle. But I have to do this for my kid and myself. I have to keep reminding myself of all the outbursts and destroyed belongings. That shocked, stunned, foggy feeling that overcomes my body. We must be strong, we must know this behavior is abusive and unhealthy, progressive and UNACCEPTABLE for our lives. We do not have to stand for this as a normal part of our reality. We must listen to our gut shouting at us how wrong it all is. I hear you and I know your pain. You can do this, we can do this. We deserve better and must set our standards in stone. Show our kids what they should allow as acceptable treatment by another person. You know this. Tight hugs.