Have some whine with me

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I'm so infuriated/sad/generally down and out right now, I physically don't know what to do with myself. I really can't even think straight, so I bet my explanation will make lots of sense.
I was not upset about stopping playing video games. I was upset that you pulled me in there with no warning, started firing off plans at 90+ and then just expected me to jump in the kitchen with you guys, like there was room for three of us.
I was upset that rather than ask what was wrong, or if anything even was wrong, you started shooting me hateful glances and tutting, and doing the little throw-your-hands-in-the-air move.
I was upset that you continued to act this way, preventing me from even looking you in the eye because I knew you were already too angry to have a productive conversation anyway.
I am upset that you followed me to the bedroom, where I was sitting down crying, to tell me that I had ruined Christmas for everyone. And that you should have expected this to happen, and about ten different variations that you always and only say when we fight, only to be hateful. Even though you say you don't mean them later, it gets really hard to believe you after a while.
I tried to tell you THEN that it was a misunderstanding. But you chose instead to stay angry at me until it was too late to wash my face and get ready to go to the Christmas eve dinner with you two. You chose to stay angry until the last second, and THEN tell me you're sorry you couldn't give me a good Christmas. You know what? You could have, very easily.
It doesn't take much for me to consider something above-and-beyond. All you would have had to do was say, it's actually only ten til, I could tell them we'll be twenty minutes late and you'll have time to get ready. Do you want to do that?
...why is it so hard? Why am I so hard to get along with that this happens? There was no need for any of this, and it seems like no matter what I did, I couldn't have made it better.
And now I'm sitting in our house, alone, on the first Christmas eve we were able to spend together. Tell me again how this is better than being alone? Because even if I was just using you, as you continue to suggest, I'd rather be sleeping in the snow tonight than feeling this way.

Whoever this person is, it's really too bad that he or she doesn't understand or care enough to cut you some slack.

Apparently, everything is all about him/her. I'm sure you do your best, and it s**ks when others can't even meet you halfway.

I'm sorry this happened to you. I think I know how you feel--now you're alone, and COULD do whatever you felt like, but now you feel too numb/stuck/trapped to do anything at all. I hate that. That's what I call a shutdown/passive meltdown.

Know that there are people who care, and I hope you can find some enjoyment for yourself this evening/night.

Take care.

Thank you! It means a lot to know that at least a couple people don't think I'm just lazy and incapable of controlling myself.
And I have had an alright evening after I cried for a bit. I listened to some soothing music and watched Chicago on television. And the dog and cat are being all sweet because they know something's up.

merry christmas.

The explanation makes a great deal of sense.

If now, after it's done, it's how you still feel, is there any way you can say this, or write this, to the other person?