I feel like I'm in a bubble and nobody outside can hear me screaming. I try to talk to my husband about how lonely I am but he takes it that I'm attacking him. It feels like I'm not supposed to go out and do anything and it feels like he doesn't want me to go out so I don't. I sit at home and go to work and I can't take this life anymore. That highlight of my worthless week is when I my 10 year old nephew comes to visit sometimes. Maybe the isolation is all in my head. I don't know. What I know is that I haven't cut myself since I was 14 years old and I started again. It's getting to the point where I am driving myself crazy....