Happy Birthday to me?

Tomorrow is my birthday. I had it all figured out.  I was going to do something charitable for someone else, as a gift to the world, rather than expecting anything from anyone.  I had it all figured out.  I searched a few charitable sites to find an event or something charitable to do, just so I could creat some spirit of peace and giving for myself, and start that process in believing that my life han't been completely selfish, and perhaps my life can have more meaning than the chaos I exist in this marriage. I have spent the past 2 weeks avoiding my husband, after what he did to me 2 weekends ago.  If I didn't already blog about it let me tell you what this SOB did.  So, I'm feeling lousy and everytime I call him to tell him I don't feel well, he essentially tells me he doesn't give a damn and to stop calling him at work.  It doesn't matter what I say to him, he becomes completely defensive insulting, and down right nasty.  So, he comes home from work, and I tell him once more I'm not feeling well. So, he proceeds to berate me.  I quietly go to my room, and lay down, frustrated by the pain and the emotional abuse.  I sleep it off.  I wake up, and the SOB asks me what I want to eat, ugh like a moron I fall for it thinking that he'll do one nice thing and perhaps begin to treat me like a human being.  But no, after getting me the food I actually think we can be civilized to one another.  NOOOOO, how stupid of me to think I can be treated humanly for more than 10 minutes.  He starts on the whole, " thats why I don't like being around you, you get on my nerves, leave me the hell alone".  So, I decide I want to leave.  That's when the drama ensues.  Gosh I'm crying so much from what he did next that it sickens me just thinking about it.