I got to a mental space earlier this week where I just felt like I needed to throw in the towel and move out. I wanted to give up, not because Hubby isn’t trying. I actually think he is. It was just that it’s slow work and honestly I can’t physically take being around him sometimes. He brings so much tension in the house on a regular basis. His incomprehensible behavior baffles me. I never know what I’m coming home to and I’m physically feeling it. I need a secret hideout.