QuoteFor a few years I said that I would live in the middle.
Yup. I don't think I'll last a year.
We're in an unpleasant "don't ask, don't tell" state now, where I am not permitted to present as myself at home. I have to inform my wife when I will be living for appointments where I will present properly, and when I return. She goes to a back room in the house and closes the door while I move from the master bath and closet to the garage and my car. On return I am to text her, and will be texted back when I may enter, after she has sequestered herself.
I've offered joint therapy sessions. "No, I can't handle that yet." I've offered basic information brochures. "No, I can't see that." I have one sitting out on my desk. She now refuses to enter the office.
I say "I love you" at night and get nothing back.
Oh, and she says she IS being supportive.
Yeah, maybe staying married isn't such a great idea. I have therapy tomorrow. My wife will be the topic of discussion as usual. I don't know if I'll be coming home.