Well, yes he was mad at me

So, the last post ended with him not cuddling me in bed, and me immediately knowing something was up, based on two sentences from him.
The next night, just before bed.  "What was up with you last night?"
"I'm frustrated with you. I don't want to talk about it."
My eyes fill with tears.  "That sounds big."
I don't really remember what happened, but the gist is I kept saying 'Tell me' and he said 'tell you what?" or "I don't want to do this now."
And I lost it and sobbed uncontrollably.  UNCONTROLLABLY.
And I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, because that's the only door that closes in our tiny space.
And I sat on the toilet and cried loudly,  He burst in and said "I can't handle this.  I can't even talk to you without you losing your shit."
I said 'go away.'
He left, I cried.  I calmed down and moved to the couch, which is ten feet away from the bed.  He was reading and he sat up and glared at me. I'm not sure if I said in the last post that I decided to sleep on the couch that night too, so two nights in a row.
In the morning we were civil to each other.  I kept asking him if we could talk but we had a big craft fair later that day and there was a lot to do.  He didn't want to, but I basically kept asking and cried again and he got frustrated and spit it out.
He's frustrated I don't have a job and that I'm messy.  Both of which I guessed.
That night he was mad at me for dumping my stuff on the floor and going to bed early.  I'd been outside in pouring rain for 8 hours and I was sick.  I really felt I got a 'pass' on cleaning up my stuff that night, and I did clean the house the next morning.
And I tried to tell him how stressed I am by my unemployment (every minute of every day) and I did say I thought he was being unreasonable with his expectations with that little incident.  I think he uses 'I'm tired' a lot as an excuse but he is not always able to be empathetic and realize when I've had an exhausting day.
And it ended with him saying he loved me a lot and we made up and had sex.

I hate it when he's mad at me, I absolutely fall apart when he won't tell me what the problem is but still lets me know there is a problem.  I do the exact same thing to him, but maybe for different reasons.

I worry that there is some trust problems.  I am scared of his response to my emotions.
And I have a bad memory of  ending a friendship with my best friend because I was crying almost daily and she backed away....left me crying uncontrollably in a park actually....
So I feel like I will abandoned if I cry?

This week has been so busy for me I've hardly seen Nerdboy.  Things seem to be back to normal, maybe we're both a little grumpier than usual but we've lived through times like that before.